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