Last year today, I was at a very dark place. I tried to kill myself by strangling myself with my belt. I was very miserable, not enjoying life, drinking heavy alcoholic beverages and living in a shitty fucking place. After a couple of days at my sister's house, I finally gotten help. I stayed five days at a mental hospital. They put me on medication to help me with my depression, suicidal thoughts and my bipolar disorder. After I got out of the hospital, I was nearly six months sober until I start drinking again. I'm not drinking heavy drinks like Steel Reserve or Hurricanes, but drinking Lime and Straw-Ber-Itas, two of them a night. Anyways, I've been happier in life, not too depressed, not suicidal, and not too angry all the time. I know things still aren't glamorous with my home life as I'm still trying to find a place to live, but I'm still trying and me and my Mom will find a place eventually. I want to thank you all who supported me to get through this. I deserve happiness and so should each and one of y'all.
