Dear Diary.

I was extremely suicidal the last three days because of my parents.

There were certain points these last three days where I completely lost it.

It felt like I was going to fall on the ground dead.

I called my therapist continuously during those points and begged her to talk to me for 2 minutes because I have no one else.

Instead of words of encouragement she was rude to me each time and it made things worse than what it was.

I had no one else.

There was just one more number in my contact apart from my family, I called winni, she spoke for 1 minute and said she will call back but didn’t.

So I had to get over what happened alone. Like how I’ve been doing my entire life.

I don’t know if the world belives me when I said mother is playing games or if they believe her charades.

My laptop stopped working exactly when I confronted her and there was a dog outside the cafe when I went to the temple today.

I don’t know what happens intentionally and what doesn’t anymore.

I don’t care if no one believes me because I know the truth and I stand by it.

I’m not going to tell you how I got over what I was feeling.

I’m not really getting any perks out of this, so I’m going to keep certain things to myself.

I hope my parents don’t do anything going forward.

I’m just so tired.