I called my T and told her how I'm feeling. But then just said I would see her tomorrow. I didn't tell her about my urges to cut. I just feel like my brain is mush and I can't concentrate. I'm so angry about this summer. I'm so angry about my parents. I'm angry about classes. I just hate my life. I feel like my life is spinning out of control and I'm trying to keep it under control with a brain made of Swiss cheese. I am hating everything. Everything is just too stressful. I can't take any more.