does anyone else feel worse during the summer months.

i know i do

looking out on to the street and seeing everyone with beach balls and ice creams... eating mcdonalds on the drive.. that sorta thing.

and their's me.. here i sit, the worthless bipolar/ borderline, in my room, with only my voices for company- can't leave the house because i get too anxious, i've no friends, no direction, nothing to look forward to, what is the god dam point of me being here

and this year's gonna be harder.. all my family are going on holiday to africa so i will be stuck here even more alone than before. now don't get me wrong it was my choice not to go to africa (firstly because of my helusination about flying) and also to get out the house for me is a total nightmare.. so to an airport over an hour away?. that's just not gonna happen. plus me and my family don't get on anyway, so chances are i'd be worse off their.

it just gets harder for me every single summertime- more things lost, and harder for me to live through

sorry for ranting- but given the fact i've absolutely nothing going for me, life can just kiss my ***.

and i wouldn't usually write a message so long.. it was a pm i was replying to that triggered this post