Hey.
Been a long time again. In 25 days I will be in London looking for a job and stuff. Up till then I have nothing to do. Nothing. I have no job. I just workout. My days are so boring. Sometimes I walk my dog, I love him, he is so playful, he makes me happy and laugh.
On the suicide front I think I have made a progress. I think less, way less then before, but I still have thoughts. I have a scar, a scar deeper than every single scar added up into one big one in me and it is still on my mind sometimes. My tattoo reminds me not to do any stupid things, to move on with my life, but it also reminds me of the pain I feel inside.
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Welcome to London nidda for when u get here 🙂
Thanks!