It's my party in Life of I 2017

It’s been a bad year. Emelyse has had two status seizures this year. Regression. She lost so much of what was her when she had those. Me and V had a fight. A bad bad fight. No physical damage. Mostly just psychological. We’ve started seeing a therapist. Things aren’t ok. Yesterday was my birthday. As selfish as it may sound I didn’t feel very special yesterday. V made me a pie for breakfast. After that it was just a regular day. My depression started I thought I was getting better we went outside and we were greeted by our neighbor. Who is having relationship problems as well And V God bless her heart tried to help them and that’s when all the depression all the stress hits me and it’s everything I have not to start crying. I made the neighbor feel bad but I in no way was trying to do that I just couldn’t talk or I would have started bawling. After that I was done. The day had been ruined and there was no turning it around. I woke up today. Much worse than yesterday. I’m thinking about killing myself. Yes I know. Permanent solution for a temporary problem. I’m stuck. I fell in a deep hole. And I just can’t seem to get out. I just feel like I needed to vent. To see if it helps. It hasn’t. But I got it out. Not all of it mind you. But there it is.