honestly.
i cannot live this way, with my mind battering me into constant disintigration.
i am living for the peace of mind of my loved ones. they’d be destroyed if i killed myself. or so they say. i think that they’d be shocked (by the unexpectedness of exactly when it’ll happen) and saddened, then grieve, then pick up and continue on with their lives. with what they consider to be life.
my life cannot continue like this. i am finished. i am exhausted.
depression kills. put your family and friends on notice: this disease must be *taken seriously*. we can never ‘pull ourselves up’, ‘snap out of it’… if […]