My friends are driving me crazy.
Literally.
I had a massive panic attack in class today because Jules is just… treating me like shit. And it's beginning to affect my mental health. I do not know what to do. Because fuck, I love her, but dammit.
I cannot handle anymore of this shit.
I know I need to see my therapist, who I haven't seen in like three weeks, and I need to up my meds, and I need to do about a thousand different things to help my cope, but I can't right now. I just want to curl up in a ball.
It's like last summer, except a thousand times worse because I can't escape to my room and hide for days. I have to go to school every day and see people.
I've been writing stuff on my arm, just as a way to remind myself of what I love. Quotes from my favourite books, etc. But sometimes, it's just not enough.
"Want what you can have," my elbow says. Yeah.
"Life chooses us; we do not choose it," my forearm warns.
And finally, the best; "je te déteste." That is my life in a fucking nutshell.
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