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My suicide letters will automatically be sent, this Friday. At 11:59pm. I will take the drugs. I will die shortly after. After that, you'll carry my story to the press. Ill be made into a martyr.

They'll make a photo of me that shares my insignificant accomplishments. Ill be shared around until I am forgotten again. Just to be found over and over again. Like a sad tombstone, long forgotten in the forest. Im tired of fighting the war. I yearn to go missing. My crusade to living will end.

Further action is needed, we need your help to keep me in house and home and with a car so as soon as a job starts, I can get back to work. We need your help, or else the eviction process will begin. We are now doing this as a "Do or Die" fundraiser. gogetfunding.com/urgent-need-...

Good Morning. I figured, I would speak now because I have been relying on others to speak for me. And I apologize if this is hard to follow. But when I am emotional. I write the same way a doomsayer chants in the street, holding the bell and wearing the sign.

The choice is up to you, all of you, are an extraneous variable. An outlier to a box and whisker plot. When many people get together to do something small, it can make such a large impact. Pointillism, is the art of many small dots, to create a bigger picture. You can be a dot in this picture.

Good Morning. I figured, I would speak now because I have been relying on others to speak for me. And I apologize if this is hard to follow. But when I am emotional. I write the same way a doomsayer chants in the street, holding the bell and wearing the sign.

Is actually my great grandmother. My grandfather died, not knowing who is real father was. And I cannot hypothesize my future, because I am an experiment that I simply don't have the prior knowledge to run. There are only two outcomes, I come out of this, and I finally scramble to my feet.

Good Morning. I figured, I would speak now because I have been relying on others to speak for me. And I apologize if this is hard to follow. But when I am emotional. I write the same way a doomsayer chants in the street, holding the bell and wearing the sign.

As much as I want to die, I want to live. I want to do great things but I am not even being given a chance. I wake up and I am in agony, I go to sleep and it is the closest thing to dying that I can get to. Somedays, some weeks, I don't sleep. I've been running on about an hour of sleep.

Good Morning. I figured, I would speak now because I have been relying on others to speak for me. And I apologize if this is hard to follow. But when I am emotional. I write the same way a doomsayer chants in the street, holding the bell and wearing the sign.

People keep telling me that things will get better, but I am convinced otherwise. As a trans woman, my insurance was canceled by the state, so I have been regressing into hideousness, to the point where I don't want people to look at me.

Good Morning. I figured, I would speak now because I have been relying on others to speak for me. And I apologize if this is hard to follow. But when I am emotional. I write the same way a doomsayer chants in the street, holding the bell and wearing the sign.

I had an interview at burger king, filled out hiring paperwork. Was told that my next day was Monday, and when I walked in Monday ready to work. They looked at me, said "We didn't hire you." and from there, I punched out the small tray of cookies from the store front all the way to the dishes.

Good Morning. I figured, I would speak now because I have been relying on others to speak for me. And I apologize if this is hard to follow. But when I am emotional. I write the same way a doomsayer chants in the street, holding the bell and wearing the sign.

I applied for state work, in Warren County as an Social Services Administration Assistant. On the way I got pulled over by the state police, my car being very illegal, I got to my interview, what I thought was a good interview. Two days later. I see, application denied.

Good Morning. I figured, I would speak now because I have been relying on others to speak for me. And I apologize if this is hard to follow. But when I am emotional. I write the same way a doomsayer chants in the street, holding the bell and wearing the sign.

He said that they had filled the position. I had to think about this because my car was already illegal, and I would be risking a lot to get to and from work. In June, I applied for a local health care agency that worked with people with disabilities. I signed over my W4 and everything.

Good Morning. I figured, I would speak now because I have been relying on others to speak for me. And I apologize if this is hard to follow. But when I am emotional. I write the same way a doomsayer chants in the street, holding the bell and wearing the sign.

I first have to thank people that have donated, that have contributed to keeping me afloat. This shit is hard and it bother's me that I have to ask others to carry the burden for me. I have applied to a few thousand jobs. Reached out to my alma mater's career success center.