My first journal post.... I guess there really is barely much that I can say today. I finally told my parents about my reoccurring nightmares. Don't know whether thats good or bad. I get tired of the world and its people and i just wish to end it sometimes. I don't try to think this way, Id rather be neutral and peaceful but the world keeps me down. I try to make friends in other parts of the world but my folks think I shouldn't do so. I get scared whenever I'm near rope... I feel my neck tighten to such a point that I feel the strangling all over again. This journal is not just some depressing post book... Its an escape from the pain without more pain... Its dark here, soon I will need sleep, but once i go to sleep I will reawaken and stay awake.... I hate the nightmares, I hate how they don't go away.... Help...