Not sure what to call this, to be honest.
I know I’m gonna kill myself this year, or at least that’s what I keep telling myself. And honestly, I feel almost a sense of relief when I think about it. I know that might sound fucked up, part of me still thinks it is.
I’m just so scared to do anything because it feels like everything I do is wrong. Whenever I do talk about my feelings, people just put me in a hospital or something- which, isn’t necessarily a bad thing, I spent a week in a behavioral hospital and I can honestly say it was one […]