Woe Ok

Life is okay. Kind of. It's full of woe.

First of all, I have run into Number 7 for the past couple of days.

Second of all, my Team group chat is sick of me talking about my depression. They asked me not to talk about suicide any more. I said that I would never bring it up again. So far, I'm doing pretty well. Now whenever I want to kill myself I won't tell anyone. I'll just get over it.

Third of all, Number 2 talked to me. I really, really don't like him. He asked me if I wanted to kill myself. I said yes, but we don't have bleach at home. He said he could give me some. Along with tide pods.

So that's just great.