Today has been primarily a disaster. My boyfriend and I broke down together for hours and he's apparently scheduled a therapy appointment (the day after mine, which is tomorrow finally) for himself. I have literally caused him to need therapy. He can't handle how chronically suicidal I am, but I can't bottle it up inside either. I know it's dangerous...

I did at least manage to do some more halloween decorating a little bit ago, after things slightly calmed down. This fatigue though...