I am getting more and more anxious as the months go by.
With the uncertainty regarding moving schools next year, I am worried about both what will happen if I do move and if I don't.
I couldn't get to sleep last night because my mind was going haywire with all these thoughts. I was exhausted, but I just couldn't sleep.
I don't want to go to school, the fear of the other students slowly eating away at me.
I don't like attention being drawn to me, and I get sent into a panic if my homeroom teacher even so much as looks at me in the mornings.
Getting called on to speak and such in class isn't too bad because I am used to everyone in my class, but I still find it so difficult.
I have been having 'breakdowns' more often also, finding myself feeling so bloody fragile, like if someone so much as breathes in my direction I'll burst into tears. I have been finding myself crying on the floor of a bathroom stall more times then I'd like to admit, but I guess that's better than crying in front of my whole class.
I just don't know what to do, I don't have anyone who I feel I can really talk to all this about. I have no one to listen. No one who understands what I am going through. I am alone.
I've been having some dreams lately and they have been very troubling. I keep having the same dream but there are variations each time. The basic part though is that I try to commit suicide and I end up either dying or going to a mental hospital. Like I said, there are variations each time. Like one of the times, I tried to kill myself by overdose and another time, I tried to kill myself by...
I have a lot to do and so little time to complete it all. I have always been a minimalist at heart and have resently decided to make it an actual lifestyle, however, I just can't seem to get a hang of it all. I love a clean open minimal space, however, everytime I get everything the why that I like it, it always ends up back to the why it was before, making me completely mad. I don't know why,...