Today I feel miserable. And I don’t know why. I got home and I’ve been crying ever since. And when I stop crying, my mind is like “oh, remember that one thing that happened? Yeah, it was pretty depressing” and I start again.

It’s not fair. I’ve been doing so well, but lately I’m crying and crying. And it’s not like anyone cares. My mom has been home, hearing my sobs, no doubt, but hasn’t even came to see what’s wrong. She actually has the nerve to simply turn up the tv so she can’t hear me. Last time I checked, that’s not how mothers should react. And then my boyfriend? I tell him how miserable I am and how worthless people make me feel and all he says is “sorry”? You’re my boyfriend, you’re supposed to try to make me feel better, and saying sorry for lack of something sweet to say just makes it worse. Fuck you. This is why I don’t tell you things. This is why we should break up. This is why I need someone who cares. A friend I can text or call and they won’t judge me, but I don’t have one of those.

I feel so pathetic. Crying all the time. And when I realize I have no one to talk to about it, I feel like no one cares, which makes it worse. Self harm is all that’s even one mind right now.
If only someone cared enough to talk me out of it.