It’s April, Autism Awareness Month and I want to this year give awareness about how damn hard it is creating and keeping friendships when you have Autism or any seen/unseen disability and/or mental health condition, by doing exactly that, or at least do what I can to try and do that.
Life moves fast. It will not wait for you. This world isn’t where we belong for eternity and God never created it to be. We live forever, not on this earth but rather, up with the Lord. Though, the option is ours if we are going to seek eternal life in peace or not.
All the time it is either me that is feeling like shit or someone close to me that is feeling like shit. We all have our bad days but it’s just crazy how life tricks you when you think everything is ok.
Blood gushing from her wrists
There’s a boy on London Bridge
Watching the water flow on by
Darling you’ll be ok
Hope seems unreal
Feeling so alone
You’re forgotten in your own home
This life you cannot bare
And no one seems to care
The sensation, the beautiful sensation of the blade crossing your wrist. You do it once, you just fall into doing it again and again and again. If you don’t, you just feel awful, you just miss the blade too much. You feel depressed and feel the blade calling. It’s a release. You feel it’s the only release to whatever pain you are going through. You know it isn’t, it doesn’t help you, it makes you worse, but the temptation is just too great to follow what you know.
Life does cause me to think why am I here
Life just is so confusing and doesn’t make sense at times. I just forever get lost on this straight never ending road.
Knife, put it away
Is life really that bad to stab yourself today?
Pills, throw them away
Is it worth the risk not living another day?
Scaring our wrists