When I was younger, I thought it was cool to have suicidal thoughts. I craved the attention and loved how people saw my ‘pain’. I forced myself to think things like, taking to many pills and hanging myself or whatever, but I guess I never really understood the meaning, because I never wondered what would happen to me after that. As I grew older, I changed from what you might call ‘Emo-style’, to look like a happy, tanned girl, with blonde hair. I could […]