Hell’s Fury

I had a rough two weeks. Okay…I’ve had a tough year. Let’s be realistic. I think the breakdown has been coming for a long time. My mother says it’s since I went to Ft Lauderdale to see an old friend. I don’t know. All I know is on the 6th it was the worst that I’ve ever been. I was actively ready to end my life. I’ve always had the fear of hell in me but this time even that was gone. I came to some sort of sense though and ended up in the ER. For now all I’ll say is that I’m doing better. Not great–but I’ll get there.