I knew I was in trouble, I knew it was bad when I got up in the morning and the only thing I’d look forward to is going back to bed.
I literally would not shower or brush my teeth or eat…nothing. I stopped functioning.
I’m known for “saving the world” but for fuck sake I can’t save myself. I’m broken. I need help.
My life has become me waiting to die… I need help… can’t do it myself, too weak.
Love, Pain, Bipolar & I 