It 's a panic attack and I know that. I can't breathe properly; well I can but I think I've lost the will to. I've made excuses and said goodnight to the people I was texting and I'm completely alone typing as fast as I cann because if I get my thoughts down then maybe next time will be easier.
There are people I'm meant to contact if things get bad, like K and T and A and anyone really, but I can't because I'm too scared htat I'm gonna stress them out too much. I was texting a girl from choir before but she's only a year nine and I'm scared that she can't cope with anything this big. I'd tweet but I might lose followers because no one wants to deal with a freak like me. And I can't even type right which is stressing me out more.I feel sick, so sick, because I had to have tea tonight and I didn't want it.It's been 15 minutes since this shit started to start and ugh. I'm fucking crazy, aren't I? It's just that everything is too much and I can't think further than the end of next year without wondering if I'll have killed myself by then, and sometihing tells me I will have.
I want to be normal. So much.
And I'm so tired
And I'm going to go and try to breathe because I can't breathe until I've stopped each sentence..
Bye.
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Comment on my post! Please, if you feel as bad as I do (or worse), get help. I'm not a counsellor or therapist, as much as I'd kinda like to be.
pretty-please-with-a-cherry-on-top-and-a-spooon? kcool. thxbai.