I'm trapped where I'm at. I want to go back. I can't go back. Everything is going wrong. I hate this. I hate it so much. I can't enjoy the good parts of my life because I'm dreading what's going to happen. I need help. I'm getting help, but it isn't helping. No one truly understands.
I...I just don't care anymore what people think of me. They hate me already. Have any of you noticed that I never post vents on Wednesdays, Thursdays, or Fridays? There's a reason.
