Nobody knew that I wanted to die.
I laughed. I was in love. I had all the friends anybody could want.
But nobody knew that I was hurting like Hell. The thought that I was living that life that I’m living made me sick. Made me tired. Made me want to give up.
I tried killing myself. I took 20 50mg sleeping pills. But I’m still here. Woke up in a hospital with hospital food in front of me. I remeber it like it was yesterday. I took the pills. Smoked half a pack of cigarettes, and gave my goodbye notebook to my mother. She took me to […]