It seems strange to me that I can sit here and try to help people that I don’t know but I could care less about myself for the most part. I know that I should be taking my own advise that I’m giving. That I should be doing something to help myself in some way. Either talking about what is going on in my head or seeing some kind of professional.
Once, I had someone tell me that there must be a reason that I’m here for. I know that it’s has to do nothing with me, myself. All I can think of is that I’m suppose to try and help others not become like me. So depressed that they stop caring about themselves for the most part. No one should ever get to the point that I’m at. I’m sure some might understand to a point but not completely. No one was walked in my shoes and seen how my life has been. All the things that I’ve been through. All the heartache, disappoints, hurt.
I already have a feeling that this is going to be edited. I can’t stop that from happening. I know that the editors has everyone’s feelings in their minds when they do.
There is a message that I’m trying to get across. No matter what, look after yourself and listen to what you are saying to others to try and help. Your advise to them might work best for you too.