The only real relationship I’ve had is with the depression I’ve found myself entangled in for the past 7 years, and in those years have arisen many suicide tales.
The most resent addition was set in the earlier hours of todays Tuesday morning, after a clockwork argument with a family member about my self-absorption (expressed in a lack of a smile).
I fall into a routine of thinking maliceful thoughts directed at others and then towards yours truly, only this time, rather than reaching for the first sharpest instrument I could find to whittle my flesh with, I instead came to a conclusion that had left me […]