I think I'm just gonna end it for the sake of both of us. I've been trying so hard not to end my life for weeks and it takes every ounce of remaining energy to remain functional on the most basic level.

My boyfriend got upset tonight cause I wasn't responding to his sexual advances. Made a big deal of it like he always does. I told him to just get a prostitute if that's his main priority as we've been together for 7 years and he knows I'm not the ideal person to be with if his first priority is to get fucked. A woman has to feel good to have sex and a man has sex to feel good sorta conversation. 

I smashed my head against the wall so hard and punched my face in, something I haven't done in a long time. Might be something to do with starting Bupropion and my period being a week late but PMS levels remaining at an all time high during the last seven days. 

Anyway he's just gone to sleep and left me here, I just want to get a knife from the drawer and slit myself through the guts. Idk what to do, it just gets tiring going in circles