Those days when you really want to kill yourself or fade away.
My brother is about to undergo electroconvulsive therapy. My uninformed opinion is actually that it seems like the risks outweigh the probability of rewards, but he’s done some research. Has ECT ever been…
And well, my mother is trying to understand. She calls me every night to ask how I’m doing. Living far away from home is making hard to have
support from her but she’s doing her best and well, my dad is dead and I do not have siblings.
Don’t know how I missed this.
Fuck…damn…Siblings are something you wish you had, no?