wrongwrongwrong

Everything I do is wrong. I'm whining. That's wrong. I've been cutting. That's wrong. I NEED TO BE BACK IN A HOSPITAL. Apparently that's wrong too.

Depression

If a depressed person wants to sleep all day, they are going to sleep all day. If a depressed person wants to eat half a bowl of cereal and forget all the shit they left out, they're going to. What a person with depression needs is compassion and understanding and to be left alone a little bit. I don't need some asshole coming to my door to tell me I need to leave my bed, go back downstairs, and put away a box of cereal. I'm sorry I'll do it later. Fuck you asshole.

I fucking hate this house, I really hope TAP comes through quick! It really is my parents that make me want to hurt myself. How do you deal with that when you're stuck at home??

Ploys

I wonder if my mom left a freaking POCKET KNIFE in my room on purpose. Needless to say there's a new gash in my arm. Hospitalization doesn't work, meds don't work, and I'm terrified of the world to the point of crying. I'm just so depressed that I forgot how to live. I really hope TAP comes through. I'm back at home now. "Home." I feel like a stranger here. Had to take 2 klonopin tonight to ward off the impending panic attack. Gonna try to sleep now.

Friendship is as Friendship Does

Fuckin bitch. Unappreciative, selfish bitch. You are everything a friend shouldn't be.

Yet here I am, same place as 6 months ago, happy to have a shitty friend over no friend. Go away, Borderline.