I went into this month hopeful that this year would be different. Maybe this year will be the year I don’t want to kill myself during my birthday month. 

What happens when you’re hopeful and have expectations? You set yourself up for disappointment. And when you’re emotionally unstable, disappointment is devastating. And eventually, you find yourself wondering what the point is in all of this. Where’s the meaning? 

March is almost halfway over and I’ve failed at my goal of being positive. I’ve failed at “saying goodbye to suicide.”

“See all the trouble you’ve started?”

-The March Hare

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