Perhaps I should die.
I honestly see no point in life.
Family, friends, school all have no meaning to me now. It makes me wonder, why am I holding on so tightly in the first place? I can't see my future. Whenever I try to imagine two years down the road, everything is a dark blur. I can't see anything. It scares me.
And then I remember you.
The first person who gave me hope. You saved me. I don't want to fall back into that funk again. Because of you I'm fighting, I'm clawing my way out of this hole I've dug for myself.
Please don't leave me, like everyone did. I really don't know what will happen if you do.
Hey, can you hear me? I'm still fighting.