Okay, I'm feeling just... incredibly bad right now. The anti-depressants have stopped working completely and I have no one to talk to here at home. I was just contemplating suicide, and actually had the knife in my hand before I realized that you cant exactly publish a book if youre dead. I just feel like screaming, the only reason I even thing about living is because I want to be a published author when Im older, Ive been working for years to try and enhance my vocabulary and stop using chatspeak for that reason alone, but I think my life has finally driven me crazy, and I just dont know what to do anymore, I want to get through this, but I dont know if I can.
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