I really thought I was doing better, y’all. I had motivation again, joy again, a passion for life again. But I guess I was wrong. I’ve recently begun slowly coming back to Scratch. However, all I come back to is hate, guilt tripping and blaming. I’m just falling back into depression again. Everything that was getting better has just started going backwards. I just can’t put into words how broken I am right now. I don’t want to -can’t. live like this. If I can live at all… -Raven out, maybe for the last time.
“You can be a king or a street sweeper, But everyone dances with the grim reaper” -Robert Alton Harris, final words before execution on death row.
