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 ma...