Mom, suicide is not the answer.

My mom overdosed on Seroquel and Cocaine this morning.

I’m not sad, I’m angry. Angry because this time she did not succeed.

Does that should horrible to you? Well, I really don’t care. Her struggles have been going on too long, and its affecting every life around her.

These feelings aren’t new to me. This is everyday life, until she succeeds.

She just got prescribed the pills yesterday. I wonder how long she had this planned…

This is mental Illness is, a ugly stupid dick mother killer.