I am quite sure that there are people in worse shape than me, But I feel that I must tell my life...I choose not to use the word story. I have been fighting severe depression since the age of 10. I have tried all of the self help classes and the like. What pains me the most is calling suicide helplines just to talk to someone, and they put you on hold for over 3 hours. I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes 6 years ago and from time to time I use my insulin to try and end my life. But I guess that I am not good enough at suicide, because I am still here as if I am part of some sick, twisted joke. My girlfriend gave birth to what I thought was my son 4 years ago, but it turns out that she lied to me for the first 2 years of the boys life. I found out the he is not mine from her daughter. So I had felt like i had been kicked in the teeth. 2 years ago, I was involved in a car accident that ruined my chances of trying to climb out of this Hell that is my life. I was trying to start my own business to help support my fake family when this lady hit me in the driver side. She imediately got out and was fucking smiling at me. When she hit me, she knocked my glasses off my face. My fake son was in his childs seat in the back, crying and screaming. I guess the adrenilin was pumping and all I was concerned with was getting to him. I ended up in 2 years of chiropratic therapy. I hired a crappy lawyer who said we will get you compensated for this, but all he has done is st back and kissed the ladys Insurance companys ass.....(State Farm Insurance). I have been told by his paralegal that I am not going to get anything out of this case. Just the lawyer and a few of the medical bills are going to be paid.
DO YOU THINK I SHOULD JUST DIE?????? I mean....I've got nothing now! | |
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