Fell asleep for 5 minutes, woke up and went on facebook to see Danny was online!

My heart leapt, then i thought i was still dreaming, then i got excited, then i realised it can’t be true, so many emotions flooded in at once, was mental.

Turns out his parents have managed to get into his account, and they’ve written a beautiful thankyou message!

Still, for that second….

Really don’t want to be here any more.

I’m sick of feeling like shit all the time i just want it to stop. I’m sick of feeling paranoid that nobody likes me, then feeling guilty because i shouldn’t have those feelings. I’m sick of not being able to get my thoughts together, and when i want help with that there never seems to be anyone. I’m sick of making a fool out of myself. I’m sick of feeling sick, not saying what i should say, saying the wrong thing, not saying anything, all of this mixing together. I’m sick of not feeling comfortable around the people that make me feel good about myself. I’m sick of all of the panic attacks or anxiety attacks or whatever they are. I’m sick of overthinking things and being too scared to leave my room.

I hate it all, i want it to end, i just want it all to end.

Who the fuck was i trying to kid?