Board Thread:News and Announcements/@comment-35644358-20181115143741

I am alive.

I went to a mental hospital after I told my dad (in tears) that I was depressed and that I was fearing for my life.

I am better now.

I am no longer suicidal.

I was diagonsed with the major depressive disorder.

And for the answer to your question:

I did NOT cut myself.

I went to the mental hospital Sunday night/early Monday.

I was released yesterday.

I was put on an anti-depressant pill that knocks me out.

I am very thankful of everyone.

I am sorry for scaring you all.

My depression and stress is now gone.

Though my anxity level went so high that it is triggering my tic disorder.

I missed you all.

Blue,

You were right. My light hasn't, and won't go out.

Grandma,

You made me very happy when we was talking in the mccw chat.

Everyone, thanks. You all helped me. I have a reason to live and to keep living.

I used to be trapped in, what I call it, a maze with no way out. Now, I have been freed from that endless maze.

I am happy.

I am back.

Love,

Voca  