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Sincerely, Anon.

Chapter 17

Anon P.O.V
I woke up and flipped my pillow so you couldn't see all the tears on the other side. I drowsily got up and grabbed my phone off the bedside table. I haven't checked my phone since Friday. 13 texts from Trix. And 45 missed calls from her too. I called her number and she answered right away.

"Oh my god, Anon. What the hell happened to you? It's like you just fell off the face of the earth for a few days."

"I left Andy. And now I regret doing so. I hung out with Ashley. And he came and he thought I was fucking Ashley but we were just playing video games and... and I think I just wanna die."

"Oh. Look, fuck him if he thinks that you would do that. Im coming over. Be there in 5." She said and hung up.








Notes

Lol, Im only splitting up this chapter because it's wont let me stop the italicizing. Like what the fuck. Omkey, anyhow.

I'll work on the second part in a minute.

Stay insane bitches ;) ~Wixie

Comments

@anathema

I do get allowed an outside break once a week.

LittleWingedWixie LittleWingedWixie
1/17/16

@LittleWingedWixie
My support to you. i hope they let you go outside, you need vitamin d to stay healthy and it's good for your mental health too. At least 15 minutes a day. If they don't, ask for a vitamin supplement. message me if you want to talk at any point and are able.

anathema anathema
1/14/16

@TwylaBVB



@anathema

In sheer luck, I am allowed breaks now.

LittleWingedWixie LittleWingedWixie
1/13/16

@anathema

Yeah, I'm not exactly sure when I will be able to speak to her. Being as her parents are extremely crude and hateful, it may not be for a while.

TwylaBVB TwylaBVB
12/17/15

@TwylaBVB
As someone who has been institutionalized, when I was a minor, twice, please give her my support. If she wants to talk about it when she gets out, let her know I'm here for her, I am a good listener. I'm 34 now, and I was, I think, 16/17 then, and the place I was has since been closed, so it's been a while, but I have some grasp. A lot of people might think it's like in 'girl interrupted' and not realize the author of that book, which I read, and was good, but she was hospitalized during Vietnam, it was very different, just as I'm sure my experience in the late 90s was different from now.

anyway, sorry for long comment, but this hits very close to home. If you want to discuss this in depth feel free to message me. I'm not shy about it but I don't really want to go into detail here because some people glamorize mental illness, or put it in a positive light, and I don't want to do that, you know? (As in discussing the details of why I was there or how sick I was and develop any comparisons with others, I don't like that, does that make any sense?)

i I just wanted to write something personal to let both of you know you have my most profound support from the heart. Never give in, never back down, never give up.

anathema anathema
12/11/15
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