something to remember when i’m depressed: there are lots of people who need me. not need, but want me in their lives, want me to be around. it might be easier for me if i killed myself, but it would make a lot of people unhappy. it’s not worth it in the slightest.
i don’t really know what i’m feeling, what i’ve been feeling, or how i’m going to feel next week. i don’t feel happy but i just have to hope it’s largely due to PMS. I hope that this time next week I’m very happy. and for a long time after that.
