I've got my review tommorrow to see if i get accepted into therpy, or they put me on hold for another year/ 6 months. Or if i'll ever get accepted in there, I get my official diagnosis from them aswell, another place which will give me one. On a big piece of paper. How fun. Everything recently has been going wrong, and now i can see this going wrong. I can't see the point of me going to my review tommorrow, I know i won't get accepted. I know i've got a personality disorder, Will it make it any easier to know which one? Apparently i'm manipulative so if i do tell them what i'm thinking then how will that help me? It won't change their mind, That everyday i want to commit suicide, every couple of days i make an attempt, Every month i make a serious attempt. Then i've got the homicidal thoughts, which are on the verges of becoming reality. This is my last chance.
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