Bron3Gamer
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Surprised
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I don't get it.
I spend a week creating a new drawing and put it on here and only a few people see it. I put a 10 min. sketch of a stitched heart on here and get like 5 favs is 10 min.
I spend a week creating a new drawing and put it on here and only a few people see it. I put a 10 min. sketch of a stitched heart on here and get like 5 favs is 10 min.
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First Journal (Important)
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Hey guys, I figured I would write my first journal today. I don't expect any of you to care, because no one owes me anything. I didn't come here to dump my problems on any of you. I came here to say what I really think because anytime I try to talk about myself, I get choked up and don't what and what not to say. So, here goes. Also, please read until the end. It gives me a good piece of mind to say this message.
I screwed up. Somehow, and I sincerely don't know how, I screwed up. My life feels ruined because of this. I don't feel comfortable saying what happened in this journal for the sake of me and who this involved. I am sorry this ever happened because I lost one of the most important people in my life. It wasn't a girlfriend or any "family," it was just someone very special to me.
I am starting to think I might be showing signs of bipolar depression. And no, I don't cut or wish to kill myself or anything like that. That just doesn't make sense to me. I have been starting to see that my days will go from being in a good vibe to the next one being a bad one, and I think this may have been how I screwed up. I won't ever be able to ask the person what I did because I don't even exist to them anymore. I am trying to have a more positive outlook on life, but I find it hard to do when I lost my biggest influence to this ideology that life should be enjoyed moment by moment. And all because of a stupid argument.
The only time I really feel happy is when I am listening to music or drawing. School is good up until a certain point, then it gets better again.
I know this journal was all over the place and it didn't really have an end, but I thank anyone that got to this point. Thank you for at least caring a tiny bit, enough to read what I have to say.
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I screwed up. Somehow, and I sincerely don't know how, I screwed up. My life feels ruined because of this. I don't feel comfortable saying what happened in this journal for the sake of me and who this involved. I am sorry this ever happened because I lost one of the most important people in my life. It wasn't a girlfriend or any "family," it was just someone very special to me.
I am starting to think I might be showing signs of bipolar depression. And no, I don't cut or wish to kill myself or anything like that. That just doesn't make sense to me. I have been starting to see that my days will go from being in a good vibe to the next one being a bad one, and I think this may have been how I screwed up. I won't ever be able to ask the person what I did because I don't even exist to them anymore. I am trying to have a more positive outlook on life, but I find it hard to do when I lost my biggest influence to this ideology that life should be enjoyed moment by moment. And all because of a stupid argument.
The only time I really feel happy is when I am listening to music or drawing. School is good up until a certain point, then it gets better again.
I know this journal was all over the place and it didn't really have an end, but I thank anyone that got to this point. Thank you for at least caring a tiny bit, enough to read what I have to say.
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