This story relates to many people who suffer from depression. They feel unloved, belittled, overlooked, or irrelevant. Some people find an outlet for these feelings, whether it be writing or creating music like me, or playing sports, doing community service, or any other kind of art. The people who don't can do dangerous things to get attention, terrible things that can hurt themselves or the people around them. This poem is dedicated to all of those people. If you are contemplating doing something dangerous, remember, you have at least one friend... ME! You can always reach out to me through email at:
I am always happy to help people who went through what I did. I'm much better now, but I know the struggle and want to help in any way I can.