after a year and a half my mother died of a heart attack along with my grandmaaunt uncle and friend all passing away that year. Now an orphan I moved in with my brother in a shithole apartment and was

I’m 17, and have had more troubles in my life then a 90year old.I’ve survived this hell for years and looked down upon those “weak” enough to take their own lives. I’ve been the one raised to.always push through it, be strong, deal with it, survive,. And yet out of nowhere today I find myself registsuicide project. Here’s my story. My life was mazing I had the best family you could ask for ya we.were definitely not well ofny means just a hard working middle class family.My father was humble mechanic my mom just a stay at home mom, two sisters one brother who are […]