re: Dear diary, tired of living (update pg 14)

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I think the only reason I’m still here is because I don’t have the balls to harm myself.

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Seek out the good and this is a good thing that you don’t.

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I think I’ve counted maybe 8 people that actually give a shite about me

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Take stock, not count, of the true friendships in life. Quality over quantity. Those eight (8) would be crushed if you harmed yourself and would be left with a hole that couldn’t be filled. My father in law committed suicide 25 years ago and the hole remains for friends and family.

Your depression is like an intruder that appeared at your door and intends to do you harm. You got to grind through this to repel the intruder from your life. It literally is a matter of life and death.