To Dylan:
i can’t believe we had our first kiss in a hospital
From Dylan:
i can’t believe your dad made you come home after
From Dylan:
we were on our honeymoon
From Dylan:
our date-ymoon
To Dylan:
you’re a giant dork
From Dylan:
yes but you are IN LOVE with me :)
From Dylan:
i’m in a good mood today
From Dylan:
just found out that i get to leave here tomorrow
From Dylan:
i mean i’m still going to be under “constant supervision” (mom probably, but maybe i can convince her to let you watch me?) 24/7 and i’ve got to meet with a therapist (which is probably a good thing to get help) but at least i’ll be out of here
From Dylan:
this place has scratchy sheets
To Dylan:
well i’m glad that you’re in a good mood then :)
From Dylan:
me too. it’s been rare lately. i hate feeling like this but i don’t know how to stop it. i would say maybe they could get me antidepressants but i think i might have messed up my chance for my mom to trust me around pills until i’m 30
From Dylan:
pills are so useful though
From Dylan:
what was i thinking
From Dylan:
i should’ve used something else instead
From Dylan:
sorry, i didn’t think that through before i sent it
From Dylan:
i just killed the mood. smooth.
To Dylan:
it’s fine. you’re still having suicidal thoughts?
From Dylan:
i’m trying not to, but it’s hard. you can’t just make them go away or they would have been gone a long time ago. i don’t exactly enjoy treating myself like shit. i mean i do because i deserve it, but i wish that i didn’t. (don’t tell me that i don’t deserve it, because i already know that that’s the first thing you’re going to say)
To Dylan:
fine i won’t say it, but you know i’m thinking it. it’s just very hard to watch you treat yourself like this, you know?
From Dylan:
i’ll try to get better
To Dylan:
but i don’t want you to get better for me. i want you to get better because you want to get better.
From Dylan:
i do want to get better. but i also don’t want to talk about this anymore.
From Dylan:
i think i’m going to take a nap but you’re visiting tomorrow right?
To Dylan:
you know i’m still grounded/on lockdown right
From Dylan:
oh. right.
To Dylan:
but i’m totally visiting anyway. now go rest.
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To Dylan
Kısa HikayeTo Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [D...
