This may be my last chapter for a long time. Or at all. I been thinking about these for awhile but it's for the best. I been thinking about sucide a lot. I tried to get help but it's pointless. I can't be happy knowing I hurt the people I cared about. I wanted to see my ex girlfriend before I let go of my life. I wanted to tell her something important and just talk to her. But not tell her that would be the last time I did. I'm still having those thoughts and I'm going to be staying somewhere for awhile getting help. The reason I'm going to try to get help is because my sister found me over the weekend trying to die. I almost did but I didn't. I want to get go so bad but I can't and know I'm going to get help.
