I’m not going to uni. I’m moving to Australia and I don’t know if I’ll come back. Dad got mad at me for saying it but there’s nothing here which I want to stay for. I’m fucked up and need help but I don’t know where to ask

It’s bad again and my head hurts all the time so I make it so the pain goes somewhere else that’s how it works isn’t it? It hurts. Everywhere. And there’s no reason for me to be hurting because people have it so much worse. Like you and I feel stupid. I just want to know what’s wrong with me. What’s wrong with me?

I just want to disappear and see who cares because I don’t think it’ll be anyone. It runs through my head too many times a day how long it would take for people to get over my death if I died. That’s how I know it’s bad again but there’s never a way out just a spiral

Maybe it’s bad again because I don’t have to stay strong for anyone anymore? I hope you never ever see me like this. It’s like when your parents cry and they hide it because they have to be strong for you because they’re the ones you rely on when it’s tough for you. But what about them? Who looks after them.