I'm not goona say I'm okay. Because I'm not. Maybe I never will be 'okay'. But.... I'm..... here. I'm here. I'm. Here.
Im not bad.
I'm not okay.
I'm here.
I have a psychiatrist to go to Thursday for my social anxiety depression etc etc.
Oh
Yeah
Someone told my schools councillor about me cutting and my mom and stepdad found out but it's okay, I'm not mad or anything. I also came out to them.
So yeah.
Bye
