February 18th Monday.

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Went see my friends yesterday and broke down crying. Ive had no sleep, couldn't switch off at all. Ive seen every hour on the clock. Ive broken it off with Natalie. I was having such a bad day yesterday and all she said was ill speak to you tomorrow, on about today, or Tuesday. Fuck off! Needed support not the silent treatment. Cba with it. Don't know why I couldnt switch off last night. I feel like shit today. As for Natalie, im just not mentally well enough to be with someone. I hate how I am. I hate being alive. I hate struggling with my mental health. When am I going to get better? Ive taken my medication this morning, its got to be the reason i haven't slept, because i didn't take them yesterday. Why is my life such hard work? Im so fucking tired of being alive. Life shouldn't be this much hard work surely. Im so fucking drained by life. Im having another shit day arent I? I could just cry! Ive got Natalie saying she loves me. Get a fucking grip! Weve only been on one date, we've only been speaking 7 weeks. Just fuck off and leave me alone. Not in the right head space these past few days. Im better off on my own. Im so tired. Anyway, glad ive got all that off my chest haha. If I dont laugh, ill fucking cry. Honestly, im done with this life. Thought about hanging myself last night, but knowing my luck the beams would just break! Ive got enough medication in my house to just end it all. Can't leave my boys though. Fuck sake! 

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