thursday the 13th i tried to comment suicide i overdosed on my own meds an washed them down with alcohol. being that i was still awake i told my parents as soon as they got home from work cause i regretted doing what i just did. they took me to a hospital but did not have to pump my stomach cause i had already thrown up some pills, did have a huge panic attack there but when i ws better i decided on my own to admit myself into the psych ward hospital. it was scary the first night and i felt so alone but by the next day i felt better and more sane by each day i was there.


well, im still here. and glad i am. depression and anxiety will always be what i deal with but will never define me, who i am. im going to keep up with my youtube hobbies and other new hobbies.




I used to be scared


I'm not sacred anymore

I have a reason to be here