Well it's Sunday

Sat on my bed crying!
Oh well, I had a good 3 days. 
Don't even know what else write, I've not even got the energy write how I feel on here.
I've had enough, I am sick of trying to be happy.
Tell you what, it's a good job my 6 year old keeps me on my toes or I'd be dead already..
The only thing stopping me from hitting the bottle is knowing the fact, I wouldn't be able control these fucking intrusive thoughts 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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