D: Heather, what happened? *hugs*

my therapist got fed up with me and told my parents about the self harm shit, recommending that i go to the hospital asap. however i talked with my parents and have convinced them and my primary doctor that i am not in fact suicidal even though i am and do not in fact need to go to a hospital even though, you know, i probably should. thank the lord for my fucked up people manipulation skills that almost never come in handy.

Heather...you probably should go to the hospital. Please, please don't do this to yourself. This might really help you.

Heather... if you need help you need to get it. Don't fight it.

Heather,

I know this will come across as rude and disrespectful, which it probably is, but I'm in that kind of mood and I think you, my friend, are in need of assistance. Please don't think 'my friend' means I think of you as a 'friend' - I don't really know you, I just call everyone that. It's a quirk. Anyway:

You're suicidal? Don't even consider it. Okay, consider it, but don't follow through. There is a lot life has to offer, a lot of beauty, even if it's just pictures of the Horsehead Nebula or things that are not even of this earth. Think about it logically too. Some of the best people in this world have been depressed at one time or another. And many of them survived it.

So don't lie, march right out there into reality and sort yourself out, if only for purest stubbornness. Get to a hospital. Get medical attention.

I might not be your biggest fan, but believe it or not, I care what happens to you. Because we're all in the shit together, my friend, all struggling through a life that makes no sense in a world our species long ago fucked up. I care that much that I, with my usual eloquence and arrogance actually felt so strongly I had to swear. And I don't, not much. Only in periods of strong emotion.

Heather, it is a beautiful life, and if your life isn't like that right now, you have to make it that way, not wallow in a pit of shadows, torment and self-pity. If I had the attention span to ever be depressed, I would hope someone cared enough to rant nonsensically like this online. And I hope you realise how lucky you are that we, the pulsing, secret heart of the internet, even give a monkey about you, whereas there are others like you who have no one. There is a way out of this tunnel, this cave, this prison, and it does not involve death, no, it is simpler than you can imagine.

Please Heather, think logically.

Please do the right thing.

Yours sincerely/truly/however-I-should-end-this-ly, Rebecca Marshall.

YES, what rebecca said! O.O

I know we don't know each other very well, but...I care about you. I WANT you to stay alive and be happy. <:^) You NEED to seek out some kind of help if you're getting this depressed. Please...if you ever want to vent with someone who won't judge you, who won't minimize your problems, who will listen carefully and try to think up ways to make you smile again, I'm always here. *hugs*

*applauds*
Heather, help isn't always that bad. You can call me a hypocrite for saying that since I nearly always refuse that but..yeah.

Hey I dont know if anyone remembers me...I'm kind of in the background of everything adding my two cents whenever neccesary but my 2 year KP anniversary was a few days ago. I just realized today. I havent been on in a long time, but I really want to meet some new people. I didnt really meet many KPers when I joined...just kinda stuck to my stories and stuff. Hoping to put myself out there more.
:)
Hi, I'm Timber...otherwise known as Eden. I'm 14, a dork, super shy and yeah.

la la la la getting hospitalized tonight miss you guys and stuff and i have no clue if there's internet there but w/e i'll make do i guess. bye for now.

I miss my puppy so much. :(