The effects of suicide on family and friends.
Last few days i’ve felt pretty lost. Not so much that i don’t know where i am, or where i want to go, but that i have no idea how to get there, or how to not be stuck where i am. It’s a different kind of lost; much more like ‘stuck.’
Kinda feelin’ like i gotta go.
I don’t really want to, but i can’t seem to find another way forward or out.
Need money, but can’t get it. And since i can’t get money, i can’t do anything but wait for more of my life to tick away into the abyssal past, unspent. So as long […]
