All I do is make mistake after mistake repeatedly and lose people I care about because of it. Not like they fucking care in the first place I guess.
And it’s not like this stupid fucking place is helping either. One hour a day with a psychiatrist. Please. You think that’s gonna do anything. There’s so much shit going on in my brain that not is going to happen while I’m here if you never send anyone to actually talk to me. People just fucking check to make sure I’m alive and not actually trying to die.
Fuck this. I want to go home. Curl up in my bed and die.