The past two weeks have been horrible. I’ve self-harmed, planned my suicide, and returned to abusing drugs and alcohol. 

I can’t take much more. I can’t handle stillness. I’m seeing contempt in inanimate objects and I want to break them. Peace agitates me. 

I’ve felt like I’m only going to get better if I’m institutionalised or kept somewhere where I can focus on doing so. I don’t think I can carry on functioning in the way I’m expected to. 

Anyone else know what I mean?