Saturday February 16 2013
Hello. I have things that need to get out. In this case, words. Words in text form to be exact. I don’t remember at what point in my life i started to get depressed. I just know that I did, at some point in my life I got fucking depressed. And “a little” would not be the right words to describe it with. Oh, no. The last couple of years it feels like everything have just gone downhill. I got bullied, I started to self harm, I got suicidal. Very suicidal. I tried to kill myself, but I’ve got a pattern to follow, so obviously I failed at that too. Just like I fail at everything else. At being a good sister and a good daughter. At making friends, at keeping them and at being one. And just generaly at life, really.