I was reading a manga called Suicide Club online.
It's an amazing series. I absolutely love it to death.
But it also got me thinking about bad things.
I'm a suicidal person myself. I have been for 9 years.
I used to be on anti-depression pills and had to talk to doctors and my Aunt and sister about my feelings.
My sister is the one that helped me the most.
She was just...so full of confidence, understanding and love for me.
I love my sister for that.
I remember one time I was at her house and she was with two of her friends and they were picking on me because I was a little kid and I could'nt drink yet. But little did they know I was'nt feeling so emotionally good by then. So I started crying and my sister told me to stop being so emo. But I had just broken up with Summer recently at the the time so I was a train wreck then. And I kept thinking to myself, "What is love? This bullshit thing called love. What is it?!" And my sister noticed me crying and felt bad for what she said because she knows how serious of a person I am. So she took me into the living room alone and asked me what was wrong and I could'nt bare to ask her what love was because I was so young that it would seem foolish for a kid my age to ask that.
So she took me outside on the steps and held me in a blanket since it was freezing cold and 2AM. Then she sang a little bit. Her singing always clears a path out of the darkness for me. Then we talked for a bit and her friends came and smoked a ciggarette and loosened up on me and apologized for what they said. I just love my sister to pieces. She raised me since I was 7. I love her so much.
Hmmm...just thinking about that time clears my mind up.
I'm alright now. No reason why I should go back and go into detail of why I was feeling so sad. But I'm good now.
Thank you for reading.
-Alisha
It's an amazing series. I absolutely love it to death.
But it also got me thinking about bad things.
I'm a suicidal person myself. I have been for 9 years.
I used to be on anti-depression pills and had to talk to doctors and my Aunt and sister about my feelings.
My sister is the one that helped me the most.
She was just...so full of confidence, understanding and love for me.
I love my sister for that.
I remember one time I was at her house and she was with two of her friends and they were picking on me because I was a little kid and I could'nt drink yet. But little did they know I was'nt feeling so emotionally good by then. So I started crying and my sister told me to stop being so emo. But I had just broken up with Summer recently at the the time so I was a train wreck then. And I kept thinking to myself, "What is love? This bullshit thing called love. What is it?!" And my sister noticed me crying and felt bad for what she said because she knows how serious of a person I am. So she took me into the living room alone and asked me what was wrong and I could'nt bare to ask her what love was because I was so young that it would seem foolish for a kid my age to ask that.
So she took me outside on the steps and held me in a blanket since it was freezing cold and 2AM. Then she sang a little bit. Her singing always clears a path out of the darkness for me. Then we talked for a bit and her friends came and smoked a ciggarette and loosened up on me and apologized for what they said. I just love my sister to pieces. She raised me since I was 7. I love her so much.
Hmmm...just thinking about that time clears my mind up.
I'm alright now. No reason why I should go back and go into detail of why I was feeling so sad. But I'm good now.
Thank you for reading.
-Alisha
