Okay, so I finally snapped to a dangerous degree. The thoughts of killing myself have become too tempting to ignore. Do I see myself legitimately taking my own life? No, not really. I'm more afraid that

I wasn't always like this. A long time ago, I was actually a happy child with normal hopes and dreams, I slept through the night (mostly) and I was a moderate trouble maker at home as well as at school.

The words of this journal (as it was originally written in my journal) are in no way ficticious. These are my genuine thoughts and experiences. Please do not think that I have written any of this as a