weeks later, he killed himself.

the people liked how beautiful and strong he was, but no one respected his ideas, his character, the love he had for those people. even though the dragon dropped everything and would change himself for them, they never cared for him.

the dragon left everything one day, his family, his wife, his home, so that he could finally dedicate himself to what he loved. but the people werent receptive. he isnt natural, he cant speak like everyone else, he was just big, scary, beautiful, and curious.

in reality, there was a dilemma in the village, some villagers were not afraid of the dragon, but other villagers knew what trusting this dragon might bring for the future. no matter how kind he might be. he showed signs of being “no good” from the get go.
so they kept their truce with the dragon.

he lived next to these humans for years, for years and years, they saw his kids grow up, they saw what love he provided for his family, his cave was a less than a 15 minute walk from the nearest village, but still, the people were afraid, or atleast thats what it felt like.

the dragon stayed in his cave, and even though he had his dragon wife and his dragon family which is what he loved so much and did everything to encourage him to live more fulfillingly… he wanted something much different. he didnt want himself anymore.

i just wanna feel worth any bit of time other than my girlfriends when i seem to try to make time for everyone

suicide particles tickling brain as soon as i try to speak to anyone holy shit i need to go to sleep

i worked my ass off for 3 days straight and even took time in the middle of that to pay for your meal and your friends meal and then hang out with you until 2am while you basically tried to convince me to stay the night for 2 hours. i do not get mental health breaks, i get you having a breakdown.