Okay, so, starting at the beginning, I slept five eighths of nothing. Then I got up, got dressed, did my ablutions, left the house, bought an energy drink to break my $20 (and for breakfast), caught a bus, smoked, attended P.E.T., which involved smoking, eating, talking, learning, realising things are out of control, talking too much, getting a 10/10 for my first quiz, and a carrot that lead to a lot of laughter.

After P.E.T., I'd planned to pick up my diary card from reception at...

(sighs)...Right now, I just don't know how to start this. I feel like I once had something that I cherished for the time being, but now, it's just gone like the wind...Those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, it's basically this: I just lost a friendship with a girl... and I'm pretty torn about it... I mean, we were like close friends when we first met. We had such a great time hanging out during lunchtime, and sometimes in the school mornings and nutrition breaks. Now, all that has...

I swear, I thought I knew what I was getting into.

Turns out I forgot how hard it is to read, to answer questions based on what I've learned, and adapt information.

I can do it, but goshdarn it's hella hard. Every time I spend more than twenty minutes trying to read, I feel like I'm bashing my brain with a pointy stick. Every time I spend more than ten minutes answering questions, words stop working and instead float around doing silly things like turning advocate into...

Working hard to keep it a lapse and not a regression, and I think I'm succeeding? Debbie said that when life is so chaotic (and she added that I seem to attract chaos ), emotions don't get a chance to return to baseline, and when that happens, each new trigger, no matter how small, sends the emotional intensity up and up and up until it's too much, and that's when I dissociate or act destructively or whatever. So . . . my task for the week is to keep adding to my list of triggers, and...

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I wish that in my absence I improved somewhat so I could post something good and maybe inspiring but instead I continue to radiate misery like the poisonous and toxic mess that I am. I just drag everyone down and I want to apologies to every single one of you that I have disappointed with my diabolical friendship skills. So i'd like to apologise for being a lousy friend and just generally an awful person.

I'm trying to hard just to stay a float right now but I feel like I'm drowning...

Title is unrelated, it's from a song I was listening to earlier and is stuck in my head. (Some Nights - Fun, for those of you who are interested)

I walked the 2.4 miles to Naomi's today but since I did it after she got out of work (5.30) it was pitch black outside already. And pouring with rain. And somehow in all the times I've walked to and from here, I never noticed the danger. The whole road is a 60 speed limit, the path is about 2 feet wide, and for a mile there are no street...

Okay so i have showed two people my selfharm marks on my thighs today, my ex-boyfriend and my mother's staff member.I figured it would be easier to tell people. It's gotten a bit out of control but I don't feel like I'm addicted, all my friends keep telling me I need to see a doctor because they think my depression is bad but I don't want my parents finding out. Any advice - I can't tell my parents though xxx

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Meeting with my therapist was today.

Went shitty. As expected. Don't know why I expected it to go any less.

Mom doesn't listen to anything someone says. I tell her my side of things and she just disagrees or brushes it off or puts it all on college. My therapist tells her she is worried that I'll end up dead someday (I agree) and my mom flips shit, screams at her, and leaves.

Yells at me throughout the entire car ride about how they're just thoughts and everyone...