So I've been pretty depressed for a while. (gasp, shock, I know.) I basically can't remember what its like not to be either depressed or fighting depression. I admitted last night to Stacey and Danielle that I've been thinking about killing myself. It felt- not better precisely, but less? - to tell other people and not have to pretend it was ok.
So today I went to the counseling center and told them. Which I hadn't been doing because if you tell them you're suicidal you can't stay on campus. But what the hell, its not like anything here matters anyway. And now, I'm off to Four Winds Hospital. Fun. Maybe it'll help.
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Feel better? I dunno, something like that. People actually care, I promise
It's true, we do. Even if we're really far away and you didn't know we read this.
Hi, I know this is a little belated, but know that I have you in my thoughts, and I hope you're feeling better, <3
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