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I'm getting sick, and I'm tired, and I have such a void. I feel like a broken record. I've been saying for a long time now "I can't keep doing this, I can't keep feeling this way." Obviously that’s not the truth, since I still do the same things and feel the same way. But, now it's all taken a toll and I feel like I'm really to the point where I just can't do this. Its emotional abuse, and honestly I think it will soon lead to something more. I don't want to do anything selfish. I wish for things to happen that no one should ever wish. I can't cry anymore. I cried millions of tears last year, and these pills make it impossible now. But I need to. I know what I need to do, but I’ll never do it. I'll admit to that. Because even if I did, things would never be fixed.
Michelle, keep an eye on me.
Michelle, keep an eye on me.