It's all my fault, I'm in a mess because I screwed up. I'm placing the blame on me because there's nobody else to blame. Most of the discomfort I have in my life, the problems I face ... are my fault.

Some people just helped push me over the edge.



Sorry for taking up so much valuable time from people who deserve it. I'll go back to stuffing it all in again and help people. Maybe that's better for me anyways.

And I just remembered I've got my last T appointment on Friday. NO. I don't WANT HIM TO GO.

I don't want anyone to go. Please. I feel so alone.