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[Crabbler]

Hello!
You may see me as Crabbler. I will not reveal my name or gender. Well gender is okay,
Im nether girl or guy. It doesnt matter what pronouns you use!
But, obviously there is a question most of you people have who're generous enough to view this.
'Why am I here?'
Well, without going into detail, I realize, I have a problem. And saying it sucks is an understatement. Magerly.
Im not one to just, dump my problems on people, it goes against everything I was taught . Which was 'I simply didn't matter.' And that was that.
Except it wasnt.
I still believe my personal emotions and ideals are to be kept to myself, but I know its unhealthy.
It also took me awhile to realize, I do in fact have depression.
And in some sick sense that is a victory. Because I was right, I wasn't overreacting. And now I feel like shit.
Because my doubts in myself stemmed from my mother mostly. Not saying she is a terrible witch or anything! Get that outta your head. Only I can think that. But I am going to say she has made mistakes. Even if she wont live up to them.
Heres another reason. (There are mny but eh. Dont want to write them all down when I should be sleeping)
I realize that I might be in danger of doing something... reckless.
And you know, death.
There are too many terrible things happening rright now that are just piling up. But the thing that will knock me over is my dog.
He has cancer. And he literally is gnawing off his leg.
Everyday its getting worse.
Ev
I just. Cant handle seeing him like this.
I dont want to put him down just because we cant afford shit. I dont want him to suffer. I want him healthy again. I dont like seeing his rotten leg.
I dont.
I hate it.
I hate I never gave him the love and attention he deserves.
I hate how everyone seems so unmoved by this.
I hate them. I hate it.
f****** cancer.
Im scared too. Im scared when he leaves, I'll cry infront of everyone.
And if thats not bad enough my mom will stomp me out, telling me I have no right to cry. I have no right to feel the way I do. Like she's always had.
This brings me to my breaking point. When not even the greatest puns can help.
It brings me to feeling like I just dont want to exist. Because its too much, and when no one is listening it all seems it doesnt matter. Yet it does. But you're useless. Its stupid, and it doesnt make any lick of sense. And maybe thats another reason I just want to leave.
I dont want to kill myself, dont get me wrong. But I dont want to feel this way anymore.

Okay I lied, I went into detail. Oops my bad. (Sarcasm)

[Darko]

I have no right to cry. I have no right to feel the way I do.)

Hey I don't know you, but I do know this. You do have a right to cry,

You also have a right to your felling, your dog is dying dude! that's sad! If my dog had cancer I'd be crying to.

Don't let the bastards get you down!

[Crabbler]

Thank you. I appreciate you saying this. It really does make me feel better. I wont let the bastards get me down C:
A day ago I asked my dad how long Max (my dog) would last,, it was scary asking him. He said casually "in a week im going to take him in" I couldnt help myself but keep my dog close and cry thinking I didnt want him to die.
But yesterday i heard him say he was going to keep him alive a little longer. Im very happy now.

[Darko]

I'm truly glad to here it. I LOVE DOG'S They make the best friends!

You know what the say Dog's best people!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQ-fvr2qLc0