And when I wrote the other day that I felt like taking my life, my sister thought I was joking.
Drowning sounds awfully peaceful, slipping out of this world with so much peace, water just filling my lungs as I gasp for the littlest oxygen I can get, as my lungs burns as the water takes up space in them. Oh how I long to see my brother again! Hugging and just touching him all over, this life is just crazy and I sincerely hate living in it. I wish for death. I’m not selfish, I’m just tired of living. My mom will cry, she will definitely move on. I am tired!