It’s not the end of the world, it’s the beginning of a new chapter

as a dear friend said.. it’s only bricks and mortar

Can’t think about looking for a job right now as I’m in crisis,
My family thinks I have mental Illness and maybe we all do to some extent
It sure is hard to visualize positive outcome When you’re suicidal

I love my home it feels like my shell, my safe place

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