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I thought I was getting better.
I guess I’m not.
Lately I’ve been feeling numb, almost like I can’t feel anything at all. I still cry, I just don’t know why;it’s not because I’m upset, I just burst into tears all of a sudden. Then again, it’s not exactly easy to ‘feel’ connected to people when you’re almost completely cut off from them.
The people I thought were my friends don’t seem the same anymore. Maybe because we’re growing up; everyone changes when they grow up, and we drift in and out of one another’s lives. I could be completely wrong, and I could be behind it all. […]
I mentioned in a previous post that I lost my closest friend to suicide.
Her name was Paige. She was a beautiful, 15-year-old girl, and I spent most of my time with her. We were like twins.
Paige…she didn’t seem to have any mental illnesses, but I guess that’s because it’s so easy to hide it. She was like a light;she always knew what to say, or what to do. Her life was a beautiful one-she had it good, but mental illnesses don’t care about your quality of life.
I never noticed anything wrong, or out of the ordinary.
It came as a complete shock to me when her […]
Hey guys, so I was digging through some old stuff yesterday and I found a poem I wrote a month or so ago. It probably won’t make much of a difference, but I’m hoping it will make someone feel better about themselves;it always cheers me up when I read it.
I “fake” things for attention.
Nobody likes me.
People say I seek attention. They’re probably right.
![Something that has often been said when talking [...]
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