Oof

You know what? You should really appreciate your life because it can be taken away in an instant. If that's why you think you want--then you're wrong. I tried to kill myself the day after my birthday and was very close to succeeding. I just got out of the hospital yesterday afternoon and holy shit-I'm so happy I can pee and shower without being watched. I hated it and think I might have gotten PTSD from it or something because it was absolutely awful. Just ew......

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