Bad Stuff
Well as it turns out my life can't get better. Just when I start to get over a year full of tradgedies more spring forth to wreck the fragile mental balance I have going. Well this latest blow managed to dislodge my stability and send me to the psych ward with a stab wound to the chest. I am sorry to say that my streak of ten years for a suicide attempt has been broken. *cries*. I am sorry if I upset anyone I don't mean too.
It started on my grandmothers birthday, the 2nd. My mother got an email from one of my grandmothers close friends, who used to be basically family. We haven't spoken to them in about 2 or more years but we were pretty close before. Come to find out a year and a half ago what basically was my cousin, who i used to be extremely close to, died in a car accident. They didn't bother to call and tell us this!
He wasn't driving the vehilce at the time. He was riding in the passenger seat. A car hit the passenger side and he died in the hospital. He was on lunch with a friend. He was a senior in high school, yes a fucking high schooler with so much ahead in his life!!! His school lets seniors go off campus to get lunch.
I donno how I am going to handle this latest blow, it already has had profound effects on me. I would appreciate any and all help on the matter. Well bye for now.