#suicidal

It’s four in the morning and I can’t sleep because I’m drafting my suicide notes in my head. I’m creating the playlist of songs I want to hear one last time. I’m thinking of where I’ll jump. I turn 20 in about a month and I can’t see myself making it. I don’t want to…

Struggle Town. The name of my residence. The name used for any sense of trouble or hardship. You know when you're just so fucking pissed off that you just don't think anyone gets it, no one understands. I mean, how could they? They don't know what you're feeling. They can try to sympathise but no...

I'm a 16, girl, and this is my 5-year journey. 6th Grade- I've grown up as a fat, obese child: in 6th grade, I began skipping meals to lose weight and it worked, but it wasn't noticeable. It was overlooked as me just growing and slimming out, but I was still overweight at this time. Mental…

I’m not sure why, but I find myself not being able to look directly outside through the window. It’s blue and grey, and quite gorgeous as the world wakes up. I’ve been awake since 5:12 a.m. myself. I’m reading a book I don’t remember the name of, but it inspires me to type out my…

So once again I’m writing in here to just let my emotions out so I don’t act irrationally.     I am not ok, not mentally well and I don’t claim to be. The one thing that urkes me the most however is the assholes who read my deepest secrets and thoughts and then feel…