Well, I'm a 17 year-old dude and my name's Erik if you need to know. I live in some awkward city north of Chicago. I have fairly bad OCD, depression, suicidal thoughts, and no scars. Although I've been tempted (beyond belief), I have never cut, drunk, or done any drugs. I'd love to chat with anyone - if you need help or even if you're just bored out of your mind.

Hot chocolate.

Why? Because at some point it made me feel good. It made the cold and the bitterness go away.

At a time of the year when all the good would outweigh the bad, the bad becomes even worse. So much worse, in fact, that the scale goes much farther into bad despite all the good.

So here— now— when it’s not either, I’m just stealing one good so the scale might tip a little less. Just for a few minutes.