All of the stories are based on my life throughout the years. My stories will either make you laugh, it may make you cry and hopefully it will make you think twice about your situation. I hope along the way it helps you. Maybe you will want to cook, or bake or start writing down your own thoughts and feelings.
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Sunday, 9 December 2012
I gave up...
...on getting help. I started the medications and therapy but it did not work out for me. It has been months since I saw the doctor and taken anything. What is the point, really? Everyday I feel the same hurt and pain. I miss you and it does not go away. I made mistakes and my punishment is this! This god forsaken life of pain and loneliness. Everyday that I am alone ( when I say alone I really mean alone ) I am alone 98% everyday. I do not talk to anyone, unless you want to count my dogs. My sister has come up a few times and that is the 2% of not being alone. I see not point to living. I have no purpose and no one needs me. So what is the point. A doctor or pills are not going to save me from the darkness that eats away at me. There is not a day that goes by that I wish for you to save me from all of this but you are gone, so now I wish for death to take me quickly but it is taking it's time and I hate it.
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