I’m writing this before I go to my next class but recently my life has gotten no better. I can’t forget about him. He won’t forget my apology and I’m constantly tortured with messages from him about how he’s going to kill himself. I’m scared and everytime I think of it I feel sick. I have an appointment with psychiatrist next Wednesday so I’m just trying to hold on till then. Last night, I swallowed 7 pills before deciding I didn’t want to die, and the fact that I didn’t have enough to take to make me die anyway. What’s so ironic right now though is some people are being the worst they have ever been to me recently, while some have been the nicest. I have given myself one month to do what I want and well if its not completed ill keep giving myself more months until everything is done. Then if the meds haven’t fixed anything, I will then say goodbye to this world.
I don’t care to stay in it, and I doubt it cares if I do.
WellI have a test next block, see you tomorrow website.