I was close to ending my life tonight. I still am, my kind is racing to a point that I can’t make sense of it all. 

I really don’t wanna be here anymore. I don’t have much support from anywhere.

I have a therapist but I automatically put on this mask that everythings fine because I can’t open up. I can’t keep pretending that everything is okay. 

I’m struggling and I’m neglecting myself, I’m neglecting my 2yr old (basic needs are met) 

I don’t even know who I am right now, I don’t even think I’ll ever be okay. I just wanna die and just end all this pain. I can’t stop hurting. I can’t stop being like this. I’m spiralling into this pit of depression and just pure pity, I’m in such a dark place.

I self harmed (physically) for the first time in 6/7 years tonight. 

I don’t have anyone personal to talk to about this, so I’m sorry if anyone is triggered my this