When someone is dealing with something real to them;
they don't want to tell you.
sometimes when you let someone in enough to see the struggles you have, they walk the other way. Though it's hard to blame these people for leaving, it creates a serious feeling of abandonment. A feeling that you are, and always will be, alone. It makes there to be a need of secrecy, to hide your ugly. There is nothing more heartbreaking than finding out your ugliest layer of self is too ugly for someone you love to handle.
I just want you to understand something:
People with mental illness? They can't, just, snap out of it. They can't get better the next day. They just can't. If they could, they would.
Now let's talk about
How you don't really understand a lot of things sometimes.
You don't understand what it feels like to have no hope.
Don't post that you choose to stay, because there is always a tomorrow. Because you have friends and family counting on you. Because there are so many more things in life to do.
When you kill yourself, none of that matters. The only thing that matters is no longer feeling the pain.
No more crying yourself to sleep, or not being able to cry at all.
No more cutting yourself in places others can't see, because that's the only thing in life that brings you comfort.
So I know not a lot of people are gonna read this. Because my blog hasn't been too popular lately. But I hope Someone reads this and takes it to heart.
Because this right here? This is truth.
If you want more?
And if you need help:
Know you're not alone. There are a lot more of us out there than you think.