So many sad stories.
When I was younger from 4th to 11th grade I planned out suicide down to the detail and set it up in real life. My grade school experience wasn’t eventful, at all. In short: I spent most of the time alone or getting bullied at home and school. The only person who kept me from committing suicide was my mom but she worked sixteen-hour days.
Now in college, I am happy most of the time. When I’m sad I know I will feel happy again and when I’m happy I enjoy it while it lasts. It is a complete 180 from […]
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