Yesterday I sat down, wrote a letter, and got a knife. Was ready to do it, poked myself with it many times just to try and feel something but nothing. Had to take a sick day off work because I wasn’t capable to go, and tomorrow I’ll probably get fired. Don’t take nothing for granted, things change so fast, take care of your mental health, and reach out to whoever but just do it. I’m 27, and the first thing I said on the night of my birthday was that I’m not trying to make it past this age, this was a week ago. Since then I’ve hit rock bottom, drank everyday, tried to mix every pill I had at home and I’m currently unable to sleep just because I’m to anxious about having to be here for another day. It’s sounds selfish, but if you didn’t ask to be here why do you have to? And if it’s your life why can’t you take it away?