today is the first time in a while that I just straight up want to kill myself
I had actually envisioned myself with my pocket knife to my head earlier and I slowly pressed it into my skull until blood came out.
the thought was so enticing I almost actually got out of bed to do it
it's too bad that I couldn't get myself out of bed
yesterday, I almost walked all the way to brooklyn bridge last night. I got as far as china town before turning back because my ears were really cold and I was getting a headache.
today I also left class early and cried in the bathroom for the rest of the time.
I shut down my facebook and made a new tumblr account because I needed to stop talking to my friends for a while
I don't deserve them and they don't need to see me like this. it's probably unfair that I didn't say anything to them and I won't respond to their messages, and I'm having my roommate do the same.
but I just need them to forget about me for a while.
I just want to forget about myself. I just hate this thing inside of me that I can't stop and it's days like recently when I just physically feel it clinging it to my brain.
I just want to pluck it out and watch all these thoughts dissipate.
something someone said to me the other day made me realize how alone I really am
it's been a year since someone tried to hug me
I've hugged other people, but no one has tried to hug me. see the difference?
no one ever asks if I want or need a hug
and I just really really need one. so fucking badly.
I can't wait to go home because I know I'll finally get that - from the same person that gave me a hug a year ago.
I'm also scared to go home because I don't know what'll happen when I'm with my parents.
despite the past two days, I've made a lot of mental/emotional progress in general. Even now, I find myself picking myself up a lot quicker than before. Yes, I've had a suicidal thought this morning, but it was quick and passing unlike before.
I'm still an incredible mess and can't stand myself, but I'm controlling things a lot better.
maybe that's why I delete my facebook; because sometimes it feels like that's the only thing I have control over
but anyway, I'm scared. I yearn to go home for so many reasons, but I'm also scared for so many others. I just don't want it to be like last winter. I want things to be better, to be okay.
today is the twelfth. yesterday the eleventh of December 2014.