Just Sleep

"Oh c'mon J don't give me that shit. You know it's been hell since the guys split. Yes I know. Yes. Yea. God you sound like my mother. Yea. Yea. Okay. Whatever. No I can whatever you whenever I fucking want. No. I fucking said No! " I threw the phone at the wall and dragged my self into the kitchen. "A couple of beers sound nice...



So five beers later, two drunken rants to a plant, five missed calls from Jamia, and a pill bottle later I was on the floor of our bathroom ready to give in and so I did. The I woke up in a hospital bed with a note from Jamia and a court notice. Gerard, Ray, Mikey, none of them knew and the media didn't get involved (thank god). As soon as the court was over with and Jamia got the house I headed to Belleville, stayed at a hotel thing for a few months and then checked myself into a mental institution. No not everyone who wants to commit suicide is mental but Christ do I feel like I am. Anyways that's my reality...I think... Still working on that


group counseling starts day after tomorrow and I'm kinda nervous. I mean what the fuck am I supposed to say? "Hey I'm Frank Iero and I've tried to commit suicide five times and only one of them was ever put on record?" Yea that'll make them love me for sure... This'll be fun

Notes

Holy fuckin' shit I'm the worst writer/ author ever... Sorry for bailing on your guys and then trying to appease you with this shit chapter >.<)