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I am going to a doctor soon to see about getting meds for anxieties, but I'm not handling it well enough to wait the month it's going to take for me to get an appointment.
I am afraid to tell my parents because they expect me to be perfect and get upset when I can't provide that.
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Maybe I didn't ask for this.
Maybe I don't want this.
Maybe I can't fight this.
Maybe I'm helpless.
Maybe you hurt me.
Maybe you're confused.
Maybe I need your help.
I'm lost. I'm scared. I'm sick. I'm hurt.
I am bleeding the destruction of everyone I love!
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