_TheFutureFreaksMeOut_

Hey guys,

all of you that have been reviewing over the years. you are AMAZING. honestly, every time a review drops into my hotmail account and remind me of the time i had here, i'm reminded of how precious life is. i don't mean to sound preachy. it's just, when i wrote most of this i was cutting, i was hurting, i felt misunderstood. today, writing this, i'm 23, medicated against depression and being bipolar, but i am getting my life back together. little by little.

all of you with monsters like mine tearing you apart. find little things you love and hold onto them. listen to music, scream, and do all that you can to be seen and heard. and remember to never stop fighting. life is a war and WE are soldiers.

many of you write me when you've read Sick Little Suicide, and you've felt connected to the pain, the anxiety, i just want to let you know that you can overcome it. don't hurt yourself. stop hating. or try. that's what i am trying now, it has taken me forever, and i still wake up somedays wanting to cut myself into pieces, or wishing that i wasn't fat, stupid, ugly or whatever. only way to change is to get rid of the demons. if you don't, you'll never be free.

gah, i don't really know what i wanna say with this. just, that, guys i care! fanfiction took me through highschool. people here talked to me, they cared and they listened. we are not alone.

not now, not ever.

if anyone ever wanna talk, i promise to try and be around.

i won't write fanfiction anymore, but i still do fiction sometimes over att fictionpress. same username.

/Emma

Says I'm too dumb to fuck.
Too dumb to fight.
Too dumb to save.

Miami - Counting Crows