My heart hurts. Emotionally, yes, but the physical pain hurts just as bad. It’s a throbbing pain. It feel bruised and blistered.
I keep trying to talk to people but none of them seem interested. Even the people who mean most to me. It seems hopeless. Suicide thoughts are constant.
I love you Annie. I love you Zoe. I love you Lily. Thank you for being the best parts of my life. And shoutouts to Sam S and Tylee H, and Rylee R, and Jacob B, Nick F, Lynn K, Chase O, Dakota D, my dearest dogs, Anastasia M, Cassie P, X, Ralph Smart, Thich Nhat, Madissun H, Kat F, Shelby J, Amber B, Amanda P, and many more which I do not have time to mention.
If I chose to write a letter, there shall be a section for each one of you.
I’m not leaving tonight. But with my heart in as much pain as it is, i understand the possibility of a short future.
I love all of you. You’re very beautiful.