I cant explain what goes on in my head. I cant explain what I have gone through. 99% of you know nothing that would have caused me to do what I did last night. What I can explain is that i have a mental illness that will kill me just as much as any other bodily illness. I am having treatment just as if my body was sick. But its my mind that is sick. Its something you dont grow out of. It is always there. Gnawing at the back of your head until it consumes every last bit. At that point, its too late. I could no longer think. I dont know what you think about just like you dont know what I think about. I dont expect anyone to be at my funeral. I dont expect anyone to care. I wasnt doing it for you. I was doing it for me. I am selfish for doing something for myself to the point of trying to take my own life. But it is my life. Not yours.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 04:22:09 +0000
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