It's almost exactly three years since I almost died by my own hand. I fucking took overdose, fucking Ric!! I just... did it, without thinking... unplanned, just did it, fucken fucken, bitching head forced me to it. I regret it with all my heart. And my soul. MAMMA, PAPPA... ÄLSKADE BROR
And now, all memories coem back, fucken fucken fucken idiot. I am. Nightmare. Was almost dead, I could have died. I was unconcious for almost a week, in coma. No memories.
Mamma, pappa, se så stor jag är. I hate this anxiety. It can make me do anything. So in February I did it again. Not so, luckily, dangerous as the last time. I ate some coal and it was fine.
ANyway, I can't breathe. My heart is aching. My vision is blurring. I'm gonna pass out soon. Don't be worried if I leave you for a while.