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Well my sister had a break down last nite about moving. She was crying and was deeply sadden by the fact she is moving away. I know she'll miss her friends ans so will I. I have promised myself I won't cry upon leaving. To me this is a fresh start and hopefully things will be better. They probably won't but I can dream can't I? Someone said "I'll probably die first with all the shit wrong with me." Well I kind blew it off like yea right but in the end they are probably right. I'll mostlikely die of suicide and frankly I'm not ashamed of it. Mental illness has taken many of my friends this way and in stitistics the longevity of a mentally ill person shortens by 20 years and most take their lives before hand. Why would I be any different? I know morbid, right? Wrong its life and sometimes you can't control it. Tommorrow will be my last entry for awhile due to moving so hope to see ya soon.
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