I don’t care anymore, and I care too much. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know who I am anymore. I’m just finding it hard to see the point of being here. I’m trying to sort through my thoughts but I am so so tired of everything. I feel trapped and I can’t breathe. I want to scream at the top of my lungs and tell people that I’m not fine, that I haven’t been fine for a while; that I don’t think I will be fine again. I drink to just relieve anxiety, to give me time to sleep. But maybe that’s an excuse because I don’t sleep anymore either, maybe it’s just that alcohol is good at blocking out the constant emptiness. I don’t care about my future – university or not, it all seems pointless –I don’t even know if I’m going to make it that long? I’ve just lost all motivation and hope – I simply don’t fucking care. I just feel so worthless and alone. And there is only one option that makes any sense to me at the moment. One option that would make the pain stop.Nobody would even care