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Y’know, I thought I was good, that I was pushing through everything ok. I thought that rumours being spread, being called names, being in the middle of the busiest time of my school life ever, and being under the pump about having to do good, was something I was pushing past and still being able to thrive with, but I guess not.
I hit a wall not even ten minutes ago. And everything just came crashing down. It wasn’t even anything big that just caused it to crash, all that happened was mum asked me to do the dishes because the dishwasher is broken. Then next thing I know, I’m on the verge of tears and feel like the whole world is crushing me.
Too many things have happened in the span of two weeks, and my body is so stressed and overworked. I need a fucking break… or a knife