I can't stop crying. I'm so sorry.
I can't wait until I will be able to cut myself.
I don't know what to do anymore.
Everyone's done with high school now. Everyone's going to uni in the fall. Everyone's happy.
And I failed maths.
I don't know what to do anymore. I don't want to live.
I had to promise my psychologist I wouldn't kill myself until next monday.
I don't know if I can keep that promise.
bad.bad.everything's so bad.