I want to be left alone. A lot of times, death just seems (hopefully) to be the only thing on my mind. I have stuck around, with the feeble promises that “it will get better”, only to find that it doesn’t. Quite frankly, I am tired of sticking around proving everyone wrong.
I am 32, going on 33. For the longest time, I have contemplated suicide, at least since I was 10. A former military dependent, I was constantly on the move. I never developed a continued group of friends. I was the constant victim of bullying during middle and high school, even assaults. Half-amusingly, […]