I want everything to stop.

I want to give up.

I want to die.

It's time to change Emma, you have been selfish.....No you ARE selfish. I am sick of you moaning. I am sick of you been alive right now. You said to much the other day. You said way to much. From now on whenever anyone asks you say "I AM OK" It's a lie. But you are a lier. You never ever ever let anyone know how bad things are right now.

You are a selfish, useless, fat, ugly, worthless, lying, stupid, weak waste of space, You are horrible and you deserve to die Emma....You...

Well no, not really. My boyfriend has come up with a number of suggestions as to what's wrong with me.

He has suggested bipolar disorder, my mother, stress and brain damage.

At least he made me laugh. After my melt down outside the school gates.