Being quiet is always a bad thing.

After yesterday with my counselor, I thought I was done with getting some anxiety and with-everything-happening help.

I'm going to go off topic (like always), I'm sitting here in a cold and dark room. The place where everything happens, the one place I write, my bedroom.

The one place where I can hide the broken pieces, the heartache, the issues, the betrayals, and the attempts of my own life.

This isn't going to be a happy or positive update. I can't do this anymore, the constant "I'm perfectly fine and there isn't a problem"!

The truth is, I am done with everything!

If you need me, I will be studying for a college placement test and trying repair what's left of an okay life from my crappy one.

Bye.

~MsPenguingirl1234.

Published: July 14, 2016.