Easy to fall, easy to break

Rough couple of weeks. I've felt so on edge. My mum went through my room on Saturday. Found blades and took them, found a knife with blood I didn't know about, read my diary. Got herself worked up over nothing. It's still been 6 months, and the diary entries were from last year.
Some asshole's decided to start sending me rude messages anonymously. I don't know why it's bothering me so much. What did I do wrong? Why send me something that's just...

Gah. Mum's on at me to eat. I'm not hungry.
Looks like the past week has reversed on me. I'm now repulsed at the thought of food instead of being hungry all the time.
My godmother's coming over later. And if she tries to talk to me about what happened with the counsellor then I'm leaving. I can't talk about that shit and they don't seem to get it.
Yes I'm fine. Yes I promise. No I won't do anything. Yes I'll talk to you if I do or if I want to. Yes I promise I will. I love...

Struggling to think straight. Struggling to breathe.
I've been so on edge since last night and it's scary. I keep imagining dark shapes out of the corner of my eye. Keep seeing my door move and then I look up and it's perfectly still. I jump at the slightest noise and just can't relax or feel comfortable. Last time I felt this way I just cut up my arms and legs a bit until I was calm enough to settle down and sleep.
I haven't been scared of the dark for 2 years now. I've been able...

Finally back home after a long, boring, painful, and exhausting ride home. Had to walk a stupidly long route just get out of the bloody station and into town because the government have decided to close all the roads and paths into the station and dig up the road and keep it closed for 50 weeks. Yes, 50. I want to take whoever thought that up and bury them in one of their own pointless road holes.
Taxi on the way home going past where my papa lives (sorry, putting a d at the end of that was...

Really bad day.
Think I'm gonna drop out of college.
Tutor's pissed with me.
Been carrying a blade about with me.
My card was rejected twice because Amazon haven't refunded me like they were supposed to so I can't get my train tickets.
I could feel a girl who went to my school staring at me on the bus which just scared the hell out of me.
Everything seemed to go wrong. On impulse I went into Asda and bought stuff I really shouldn't have. Made plans and set...