I Finally Found Myself.

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My name is Kirsten Boileau. I have no idea who I am. I lost myself along time ago, if you can even say it was myself I knew. This life I lead scares me and the life ahead scares me even more. I am really hard to figure out and I am too easy to say goodbye to. Some people say I change their lives, and I do, I ruin them. So it's best to never get to know me. I say I am complex but most of that is due to my Personality Disorders, not me myself. You will never know what I am thinking, because my mind is forever changing, as is my life. I might be here one day and leave the next. I'm a wanderer, so please step back and let me go. Because things never do really change, do they?

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

The Plan

1) Wait till my parents and sister is asleep
2) Grab Klonopin & flerxeril bottles
3) Grab keys to the car and sneak out
4) Drive to secluded area
5) Take pills
6) Fall asleep
7) Die


  1. Sometimes, we feel that we surpass paths through the world only to reach a point which forks. Then, we find ourselves lost again. This repetitive landscape can appear like a never ending struggle. It is important to take our time and move through the world with pace, and to appreciate the little details around us. Sometimes, it is better just to sit, and breathe, and replenish our souls with relaxation. Don't rush to the end.

  2. can you please update your blog with a post about how your new therapy is going?