I've told you guys this before. But I suffer from anxiety depression.
You may want to skip this part if you're sensitive to gore:
Today I saw a roadkill cat on the road on my way to work. I'm not sure how young it was, but it was a small cat. It would have been bad enough if it its stomach was squished. But instead its face was missing with its innards spilling out.
Throughout today I was passing by the cat's corpse. And its appearance only worsened. More innards were spilling from the back of its body.
And to back matters worse, this was right in front of a children's school. You'd think drivers or someone else would've reported this. But no. *sigh* All I can do is pray that the lord takes care of that poor cat's soul...
The gore part ends here.
Now and then I think about one of the worse days of my life. I won't tell you what happened to me on that day. But it seriously fucked me up mentally and it still hurts to this day.
It's true that I suffer from suicidal tendencies. And I would get the therapy I need if I still had health care or if the people I called on the phone didn't keep directing me to other people who direct to other people. And then I just quit out of frustration.
No, I don't want to kill myself. I want those who have hurt me to finish the job themselves. I want them to end the misery they have put me through.
Hopefully tomorrow turns out to be a better day...
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08 Aug 2018 03:50 CEST
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