I agree with everything in this post. Even through the struggles, there's still people who care about us, and ending it will not only break ourselves, but other people too. And yes, the underage kids in school doing drugs and shit is just unbelievable. Whenever I walk home from school I always walk past a group of like 15-20 kids all smoking cigarettes and just talking about drugs and shit on the block of the school. I walk past this house everyday, and sometimes there will be 6 kids sitting in a circle in the driveway. In the middle there's a rug with all sorts of pills and shit on it. I always see them snorting the stuff, swallowing it, just...ugh. And every time I walk past the house there's broken glass all over the sidewalk. It's just crazy.
Oh no, another post that made me feel. That shit is unreal, how can there be so much shit going on around you at once? I love the fact that … moreyou keep your spirits up and use the same phrase i refer to; "There's always a light at the end of the dark tunnel." You gotta step up and hold on, there's no need to find a way out, all you need is to struggle.
I kind of have some of that shit in my senior high school, people i've known forever is using drugs, not heroin but still other stuff. There's a shitload of drugs going around and one of my friends got arrested recently. He's going to a mental facility to do tests and is about to start doing community service.
It's probably common everywhere but it's like 90% of underage kids in school do alcohol in huge amounts and use tobacco. And they've been doing it for several years.
This stuff derailed our suicide discussion, but basically there's shit all around us, but we just have to help the ones we care about and keep going.
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I agree with everything in this post. Even through the struggles, there's still people who care about us, and ending it will not only break ourselves, but other people too. And yes, the underage kids in school doing drugs and shit is just unbelievable. Whenever I walk home from school I always walk past a group of like 15-20 kids all smoking cigarettes and just talking about drugs and shit on the block of the school. I walk past this house everyday, and sometimes there will be 6 kids sitting in a circle in the driveway. In the middle there's a rug with all sorts of pills and shit on it. I always see them snorting the stuff, swallowing it, just...ugh. And every time I walk past the house there's broken glass all over the sidewalk. It's just crazy.
Thanks for your post. It really does mean a lot.
Suicide ripples surviving lives.
All too often, the one lost was too inundated by their own tears to properly assess the surface.
Katjaa drowned; Kenny, years later, still attempts to dry himself off.