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Well, I made it /c/, 26 trips around the sun. A week before my 18th birthday I tried and failed my first attempt to die. Every day since then has felt unearned. Suicide stains deep.
I hate this day because it's meant to be a day of self reflection, but I struggle to look at myself. Physically and emotionally. All I have to show for this past year is a growing alcoholism, more self harm scars, major weight gain and a broken heart. Doesn't exactly encourage pride in myself.
Here's to another /c/. Let the spiral continue ever downwards.
