Only here because they don't have an "I am suicidal" category. I don't even know why I am.
I'm still with the man of my dreams.
I'm in the best shape of my life (granted I've never actually been in shape, but you get the idea).
I have plenty of ideas for my book series.

Yet no matter how many good things come along, there's always a voice in the back of my mind. "Go ahead, swallow the pills, no one will miss you."
I'm always tempted to listen and at night I get the urge to follow through with it. What is wrong with me?
PearlRose PearlRose
22-25
Aug 28, 2014