Hey, so the party stuff has all died down, so that’s good. I feel awkward seeing the party host though, but hey at least he doesn’t know. Grad stuff is okay, although I still feel like the odd one out whenever I’m with friends. I just want to be included, but that’s not working out.
My suicide thoughts have reduced more which is good, but I still don’t feel like I’m out free. I still imagine dying, and it’s a thought that I’ve come to accept all this time. All these things I’ve waited for hoping to help me have been temporary plugs, but they can’t seem to help me in the long run.