Loving and Dying
Sometimes I wonder what it feels like to love someone so much you want to live for them. I get the dying for something thing, being more than a little suicidal, but actually living for someone? It seems weird, and not something I could do. I guess I get it a little, because the only thing holding me back from killing myself is the reaction of my mum and that most methods are painful, but. If I could find a painless way to die, I sometimes think the temptation would be too much for me to stop myself. It scares me a little, and the fact that everytime I try to bring it up it with my mum it gets brushed off and I get told not to say things like that only makes me feel worse.anonymous Other December 23, 2012 at 12:00 am 0 0
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