I’ve done some things that I can’t live with , so why do I to put on this fake smile? Everyday for me consists of keeping a lid on myself,
I don’t go one day without contemplating suicide, I literally spent 9am-5pm goggling quick suicide methods and I ‘m beginning to think pills will take to long.
Fuck, today I couldn’t even carry on a conversation with my own mom without my
anxiety going through the damn roof. Man, I haven’t left my room for shit today. My body is hungry
but mentally I am full. Weed doesn’t even make me hungry anymore but at least it allowed me to maintain that blissful happiness.
I haven’t been able to get out this slump for weeks, and my parents are starting to notice…
I got maybe a day or two max before I get kicked out of my place, don’t know what I’ll do then hopefully I find a way.