Chapter 2: may 5

Today I hand more suicidal thoughts. It was mostly about the funeral after and how I would leave a suicide note to everyone. I thought for some reason it would be hilarious to play SpongeBob SquarePants at my funeral. I also thought of 2 ways I would commit, one was hanging myself which I don't understand cause nothing in this room could support me hanging from it. The other method was going downstairs and taking pills from every fucking pill bottle and eating them to overdose. I just took my anti-depressants and I'm feeling a bit better, it has been about a week since I had any thoughts like these I don't know If it will continue but I'm going to start righting it down in this. Damien signing out Omegalol.