I always need to tell you somehing so I speak to you in my head and sometimes out loud when I'm alone at home and I'm always alone at home.

Anyway, I'm still not feeling the help. I am still self destructing. I would like some help from you, some acknowledgement that I need help and maybe suggesting some.

But wait. I forgot, your approach is the one where you never interfere and leave me to realise things alone. I could bleed to death in front of you and you won't say a thing.

Maybe this is what is happening. I wonder when will you say something.