I went to my
counsler today, and she asked me to paint a picture of my
future
I burst into tears.
Why? I never dreamt I would live that long will all my
sucide attempts to even think of it
I never thought about it
because I knew I would never have it
So I started describing a perfect utopia for me
and she asked why I was crying
I couldn't tell her
I just responded with
I don't know.
