Mathilda don't read this. At all.
Right now I'm done.
I'm done with how I can't do anything to make my girlfriend feel better at all, all she does is revert back to suicide as her only option. I'm done with the fact I can't do anything right. I'm done with how much I make everyone around me worry. I'm done with how the slightest thing - like a fucking online card game - can make me feel this way.
I'm done with how bad my writing is - why do you think BloodLust is being delayed for so long? I'm done with how I make my girlfriend worry. I'm done with the promise I made to Lucy and mum and Mathilda and dad and Emma and everyone.
I'm done with it all.
YOU ARE READING
Ranting/Issues
RandomThere's gonna be swearing, depression, and all that jazz, so... trigger warning I guess? I was told a way of stopping feeling suicidal is to write it all down, so I might as well write it down for everyone to see because I don't hate my life enough...
