I’m in a place where I don’t want to tell anyone or talk to anyone about this. At one point I get better then the next I’m back to where I started. This time I think I’m rly stuck. I don’t think I can get out. Until I do it I’m just gonna pretend like I like being here on Earth. Part of me is hoping that while I pretend, I find a reason to stay. But right now my head is in a different place.
