I was considering calling this thread “My lucky shirt is mad at me,” after finding my lucky shirt in the closet the day all of this happened. But I want people to read it.
I Hate the law of averages.
One of my friends nearly killed himself. He didn’t want to, but he’s been very depressed recently. I feel like it was my fault, that I wasn’t a good friend. And I want him to get better. He’s been cut off from me and others.
When he gets out of the hospital, he’s not going to live with his mother (They don’t get along too well…), and his father is dead. So he’s moving in with me and my family.
Which I also worry about.
My parents are not getting along well. I don’t know too much about it, but my dad lies about his drinking (I thought he was clean for years…) and he’s taken to smoking again. I worry about them, and as it being a better environment for my friend.
Which brings me to why I hate the law of averages. I’ve been happy recently. Truly happy. And now, everything just seems to be going to shit. And with the law of averages, everytime I’m un/happy, It seems I have a period where I’m the opposite. And I’ve been reading Red Dragon (the first in the Hannibal Lecter series), and mass murder seems the only way out of things.
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“I’m going to Emmetts fix-it shop… To fix emmett.”
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