why don't you come out of the room all day?

why did you leave college?

why is always your room so messy?

why don't you speak to us?

told my mom i had depression, she just they threw me a sheet of paper with numbers of psychiatrists like It was the solution.

she keeps treating me like shit all fucking day. I just can't handle life and don't know what to do. I don't wanna even be in my fucking house anymore.

i think her husband has some sleeping pills. it's time to overdose on those i think.