so i got home from a friend's place abt an hour ago
and i spoke to her abt what's been going on
and it's honestly made me feel worse
now it's all real
it's not just me in my head
someone else knows i haven't been eating
someone else knows i'm delusional
and i don't want her to worry about me
i honestly feel like a waste of space right now
i'm supporting other people through things and i neglect my own problems because i have a fucking saviour complex and think my problems will go away if i get rid of everyone else's
i tell other people about what i'm feeling and it makes me want to throw myself off a fucking cliff
i can't be fucking helped
i genuinely don't see the point in this anymore
2 days until i go back to school
19 days until they move away
everything's on a countdown and i just want it to fucking end.
