I’m glad I have therapy on Monday.
I miss my family so much but I have realised I just can’t deal with being rejected again, because I’m mentally too fragile.
I can convince myself of anything if I really want to but I can’t keep pretending I’m alright. I think my depression is back.
When I am by myself I just feel so completely alone. And so I cry. Because I feel so guilty that I can’t seem to hold on or appreciate what I’ve got.
I’m so sick of feeling guilty for being alive.
My own Mum doesn’t like me. .
Of course I’m alone