It's neverending. It's here everyday. All I want to do is escape it but it only gets worse. It seems like when I get happy it only makes the fall that much worse. The venting and talking never helps for long..

Why on earth do people try to make it so hard to kill oneself easily? Why couldn't they have just left things like sleeping pills alone and let people die. It would be easier. It's the best and only solution but people keep insisting that it will somehow get better. I'm still waiting years later for that to happen