Everyone gives up, eventually. Everyone has thus far. Nobody helps unless there is something in it for them. You try to help with my depression but say that I take everything as a joke instead.
Wake up, kiddo, that's the only way I can live anymore. I have to think of everything as a joke or I keep thinking of throwing myself off the tallest building around. You think that time I took painkillers and alcohol was scary? You don't know the half of it.
I need help and I know that. I want help, but I need to know you'll be there to help through to the end. Everyone leaves and gives up...eventually. I wanted to know you wouldn't give up on me half way.
Guess what, you proved me wrong. You didn't give up half way! Kudos to you!!
You gave up even before anything began.
welcome to my humble all-purpose virtual abode.
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