I was going to sleep but I decided I’m not going to be quiet anymore. To be completely honest, I’m stuck at my mother’s house and I’m done pretending I’ll be alright. That I won’t suffer depression constantly, that I won’t be insulted or berated by the woman who gave birth to me, that I will feel happy or I won’t feel guilty about hating my mother. The truth is I know I won’t recover so long as I’m stuck here with her in a dying town with very little jobs.
So as much as I hate to ask, I really REALLY need help. I’m halfway to the goal I need to buy myself a plane ticket but at the rate I’m going it’ll take too long, I’m honestly afraid for my self control. I’ve been so depressed lately that I find myself wondering what the quickest way to die would be. I hate feeling like this but I can’t keep pretending I don’t need help.
I’ll offer what I can, a drawing or written work of your choosing. For any amount you can spare. I don’t care if it’s a nickel at this point, every cent helps and I need help.
I understand if you’re like me and can’t spare money to those who need it, so please at least spread this around? I hate asking for help because sometimes I just feel like I don’t deserve it but no one deserves to be ignored when they cry out for help. So please? Help me out a little bit? I promise I’ll be graceful for anything you give me.
