My name, doesn’t matter. Right now its all about the story.
There was a point in my life when I use to lay awake at night, when I would break down in public outings with my family. No warning or no reason, just the sick depression closing in upon me that would make me choke up and begin to cry in the middle of dinner. I once considered cutting myself, I once considered suicide. But I’m getting ahead of myself, so I suppose I should start at the beginning. There once was a guy in my life, I considered him my best friend. I was (unfortunately?) […]