There's a voice in my head.
It's not very nice.
It says terrible things like,
"Just take the whole bottle,
it's not like anyone's going to miss you
if it kills you." or
"Don't bother,
it's never going to matter.
Just end it."
I hate that voice.
I yell at it constantly.
It's a war in my head
and i don't always win the battles..
But I will win this war
one step at a time.
This week is national suicide prevention week. I didn't know that till yesterday haha. One of my friends is involved with To Write Love On Her Arms and announced that tomorrow everyone should write love on their arms to bring awareness about the week and their cause. For those of you who are unfamiliar with TWLOHA please visit their site http://www.twloha.com/ . They really do care about people and are a great operation.
So, everyone that reads this, please remember
Write love on your arms
tomorrow.
–noun Psychiatry . a pathological state in which a person believes himself or herself to be dead.
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