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I've been doing the therapy thing ever since my first suicide attempt. It's alright, but it doesn't change much.have you considered therapy?
My entire life has been one big joke so far. I don't believe God exists because it's purely evident that he doesn't. All I see is my friends, the pretty and the popular getting everything handed down to them. I've never seen this happen to anyone else. There is always something out there to embarrass me, day after day.
I've made a decision. Since my parents are the best parents in the world, I won't put them through the hell I did when I overdosed two years ago. After they die, I'll probably cut myself short afterward, and this time, I guarantee I won't survive it. I picture my future looking horribly dark. If I don't end myself after my parents go, I may become something unspeakably evil.
Today in class, I've learned that the brain can't feel pain. I'll use that to my advantage.
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