im grateful for the people who saw my page and left really cute messages im really happy and a bit embarassed you had to read my writings

i hate that man and myself,i wanted xanax,he started yapping about how he cant let me have it anymore which was the most annoying minutes of my existance,i still don't know what the fuck is wrong with me,am i going crazy or, what happened is that i started feeling extremely down , i felt psychotic i was having Very distructive tendencies and i wanted to give my self a rest, and had a seizure, i also didn't sleep for one week straight which was on of the most surreal experiences,and the second week was nightmerish , felt like i had a knife down my throat that i couldnt speak to anyone and i felt the most miserable piece of shit on this planet ,it is when i made this, he told me this was a manic episode...tf manic for two weeks.

i wasn't an angry kid, i was a lovely obedient girl, i repressed so many things that i didn't have to,and saw how much of a hypocritical world i live in,they only care when you're mental health appears as seizures...but when youre dying inside its no fun, makes you wanna show them how much of an ill girl i really am

also melatonin dreams are freaking me out what the fuck