I’m feeling really suicidal today. I’ve been feeling bad for a few day, but this morning I’ve woken up to my inner voice telling me exactly what to do, and where to go.
I really don’t see any point in my life anymore. For every little good thing that happens, there’s a dozen bad things also happening.
Steph had supposedly contacted crisis team on Thursday, but I’ve not heard anything. I’m starting to think that nobody wants to bother with me; maybe I’m too much hard work. I don’t know, nothing seems right anymore. I don’t know what’s real and what isn’t.
It’s like I’m just a body, and my soul has disappeared. Ever seen insidious? I kinda feel like that.