why is it so hard to write how I'm feeling. Went for a job interview at place where I volunteer. Really
really wanted the job. First time I'd felt excited about something and actually wanted something for a long time. Was planing things around getting the job. And guess what I didn't get it. What a ****ing idiot I am for actually thinking they'd want me. I'm so disappointed in myself and am sick of people asking how it went and then saying never mind 'it wasn't meant to be' or 'something better will come along' It's all bollocks! This was the ideal job and I've stuffed it up.
I found out on Sunday and since then I've stopped taking my anti D's. What's the point!!! I want to feel how I actually feel. Does that make sense to anyone? They stop me from being me. Started to feel withdrawal symptoms today. I deserve to feel ill. I deserve the cuts on my stomach. I feel that even that's not enough. I wanna punch my hand through a pane of glass! Step out in front of a speeding lorry. I don't wanna be around anyone. I just want to be alone.
It's pathetic that this has come about all because I didn't get a job, but it is much much more than that. I was at my lowest point over Christmas and have tried so hard to get things back on track and this has just knocked me back down the black hole.
I can't cope
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