i haven’t been on here in a while but today is june 7th and yesterday i got out of the psych ward at mather hospital so yeah. i went there last thursday the 30th because i told my therapist i didn’t want to be alive anymore. i don’t know what the point of being alive is but they put me on meds that are supposed to help and they aren’t helping. my friends just are expecting me to be better all of the sudden and i hate myself so much i just don’t wanna feel this way anymore. k bye.
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Hey if you’re around and wanna talk I’m here. I’ve got some of my own stuff to unload I guess. Kinda supressed it for a good long while now.. But anyway hmu