I’ve had an arsehole living in my brain telling me to kill myself for a long time.
I’m safe, but wanted to let you know how I deal with it.
Sometimes, I just need somebody to tell me not to xx
Dear one million people that watched this in less than 24 hours.
I’ve got a bit of my brain that makes me hate me, then convinces me that everybody else hates me as much as I do.
That bit is broken, thanks for reminding me that it’s a lying piece of shite.
Hugs,
Me x
Today’s our 3rd anniversary.
I did 31 years without Holly, and every year I’ve spent with her has been better than the rest of them put together.
Meeting her will always be the best thing that’s ever happened to me xx
So, I need a bit of help.
This wasn’t the easiest thing to say and it’s not the easiest thing to watch because I talk about feeling suicidal, but if you can, I would really appreciate it.
Please know that I’m safe and I’m not on my own xx
