It feels like I'm back to the dark days. Down in the black hole again. I hate this I hate everything.
My anxiety is sky high, going out of my flat one of the scariest feelings ever. It feels as though I have a stomach full to the brim of butterflies, or more should I say moths, (I like butterflies) just flapping around. I could quite easily puke.
The thoughts going through my mind are all negative. I am ashamed of myself. Contemplating suicide strongly again. I'm such a let down. I'm meant to be better. I can't even do that right.
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