My bad thoughts have cornered me again, i have no place in real life. It took guts for me to recognise i was unwell, but people in real life dont accept that, and i cant take any more hurt or pain. I dont want to stay sat here crying on my own wishing i was dead. I regret that i survived my latest attempt, and i am trying so hard not to fall down, but i havent got the energy to stand up and be strong anymore. I hate everything about myself and im so tired of all the shit.