For some reason I'm super depressed right now. I have been fighting the urge to selfharm all week. This morning I woke up with death on my mind. My own death.
The question of people would care or not keeps running in my head. The answer in my head is no. I'm worthless. No one would care at all.
I KNOW its not true.
I feel so lost right now. I know I am loved and I have people I can talk to. I'm not sure I want to talk to anyone. Not that I like this feeling. I just don't want to talk about it. I JUST WANT IT TO GO AWAY!!!!!
I'm broken. Something is missing.
Someone put me back together?
