i hate the feeling when you need to talk to someone but you can’t talk to family/friends without being a burden
and you can’t call a crisis line because you’re ‘not bad enough yet’
so i’m just sitting here trying not to spiral worse, but unable to feel better
about to cut for the first time in months, the longest I’ve ever gone in my entire life since I was 10 years old.
I’m crying and everything is shit.