Everyday is a vacation to me. No classes or anything. For the past 4 days I did not do any chores. I’m not sure if it’s just 4 days or more.
My brother finally confronted me through text. Can’t even tell him it’s because of the attacks. I can’t seem to leave my room nowadays because of the sudden panic attacks. Because I might fail my resolve not to kill myself when I leave my room and hear any comments or what from my family.
I want to cry because the me that I just saved yesterday already vanished but the tears are not coming.