Rant vent thing Idk.
It’s my birthday. Yay. I’m not even happy that it is. But, it is one year closer
to my déath! So that’s something to look forward too. My mom found out
my suīcidal thoughts have been getting worse and she tried gaslighting
me. “You’re making me look bad because of how you think” “you’re lying
to me. Quit lying.” This is why. This is why I hate it here. I hate myself. I feel
like I’m never going to accomplish anything in life. And when I tried talking
to her about how I felt, she got even MORE upset. So ne. We’ll see if I’m
“lying” when I’m dead.