Skip to main content

Dear Suicide Watch

Dear Suicide Watch,

Would you like the number to the local help line? Why are you always on social media talking about how horrible your life is. THEN get pissed when people talk about you. OH GIRL, lay right here on my couch, lets talk. If you want people to stop talking about how crazy you are STOP POSTING YOUR LIFE ON SOCIAL NETWORKS. I understand that everyone has a bad day from time to time, but you have been having a bad day since 2010. I would delete you from my friends list but you just make me feel so much better about my life, I keep you around. Don't judge me, you have that person on your timeline that you say : "Damn, I'm doing wwwaaaayyyy better than them". I just want you to come to the light and see your life really isn't that bad. One day it's #solodolo F everybody and everything they stand for, nobody got me like I got me, I can't stand people, I'm so stressed then the same day 3 hours later its Turn Up! Kicking back with the boo, sipping on sum' loving life to the fullest. Hi Haters. Later than night, I just give so much and no one returns the favor when you need then. That's why I say F everybody. Like WTH IS WRONG WITH YOU! We did not have to go through all those emotions with your crazy self. I'm going to drop the hot line number down at the bottom because your crazy and I'm going to get you some help because I can't handle another " is life worth living " status. You make my blood pressure go up!

xoxoxo
1800stayonyourmeds

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Check On Your Friends

So I had this whole blog written out in the shower about 30 minutes ago. For some strange reason I have been staring at this screen for 10 minutes with nothing to type. First let's talk about me, then we'll talk about you. Many of you do not follow me on social media but I am currently 37 weeks pregnant, still married, with a 20 month old. This second baby was NOT planned and honestly threw me into a world wind of emotions from day one when I found out. You can really prepare everything you need/want for your baby but still not be mentally ready. I, for one, am just now starting to get there. For the past few months I have been struggling with depression. I mean it was really bad. I didn't talk about it with anyone because honestly I did not want to hear any of the following : 1. You need to just go to church and pray about it. - FYI mental health is not something your pastor can scripture away. 2. You aren't the first person to have two babies back to back. - I

If It Were You, Would You Be Proud

I don't really know how to start this post, but ya'll rock with me so just let me have a moment. I love to blog but I am having time management issues with everything going on in my life. It doesn't make me money so it kind of goes on the back burner even though I love to do it. My small home town had a double homicide yesterday. I'm not listing names or locations because I respect the privacy of everyone in that situation. With a sad heart, my mind began to race with thoughts of "if this happened to me, have I lived the life I wanted?" Because it can happened to any of us. I live in Stone Mountain, GA and although my block is very quiet, little to no children on the block, just a few weeks ago my husband and I came home to a road full with police, fire department trucks, ambulance vans and cars everywhere. We still don't know what happened down there. I work for myself. My husband and I started a few businesses together and each of them has there se

Who's Cooking Nah?

Who started this cooking for your man is something that only wives do and not girlfriends? Do ya'll smoke crack? I'm convenience you early-mid 20 somethings smoke crack. I've seen a meme rolling around social media where the man says he wants to see his girl like this (she's cooking in underwear ... which leads to a whole 'notha story. Like I hope she not frying NATHAN!! Because baby bout to get burnt up trying to be cute.) and the girl replies "this is wife level package, you can upgrade your girlfriend package by buying a ring. He couldn't be me. STARVE THEN BIH! Listen .... follow me umkay? 1. NONE OF YA'LL (me included) makes enough money to eat at a restaurant everyday where the food is that damn bomb! Like you gone be eating Applebee's happy hour on the 4th day! AAANNDDDD ain't NOBODY trying to take yo bap ass out to eat EVERYDAY. Hoe I got bills to pay! Say it with me now ... I'mmmm oooonnnn aaaaaaa bbbuuuddddggggeeettt!!!