Mood Swings.

My moods been all over the place.

Fine this morning.

Hysterical at lunch.

Hyper at tea.

And now I just feel empty and lost.

What is wrong with me.

Slice, Slice, Slice.

Feel like shit.

Wanna slice up.

So bad.

This is driving me crazy.

Section #6 million.

Pahahaha, sectioned.

What a joke.

Screwed.

Screwed.

They found out.

Must get better at hiding evidence.

Arghhhh!

Don't know what happened.
Woke up in ICU.
Been moved to ward 3.
My Potassium's low, apparently. 
Cut up to fuck.

Ruined my however many months free.

My angels struggling.

I'm so sorry.

Staff are gonna kill me when they find out.

Shitting hell.

Fail. Fail. Fail. Failure.
Got away with them taking my bp.

Deep Dark Place.

I'm in a deep dark place.

With nowhere and no one to turn to.

The people that can help, won't.

Nearly dying is not enough.

It doesn't warrant extra support, so it seems.

Obviously I'm not worth saving.

Can't Take This.

Just want to scream & shout.
Arghhhhhhhhh.
Really can not take this.

It's Over.

I've made up my mind.

Need to make the last preparations.

As sad as it is.

It's done, it's over.

I can't take this no longer.

Housing Troubles.

Another thing to add to all my troubles.

I'm potentially facing homelessness.

Someone has made another complaint against me.

I can easily bet on who.

It doesn't bother me too much.

I just wish people could understand.

 I don't mean to be this way.

Surprised.

Phoned the Crisis Team.

Was rather surprised, I have to say.

Actually spoke to someone decent.

First time ever, seriously.

She was called Kate.

Make a mental note.

A Hole.

All I have left to do it write the letter(s).

There is a certain sadness with that.

But theres a kind of numbness, a hole almost.

I guess I'm just full of emotion.

I feel content knowing the end is near.

Maybe that's not the right word.

But it's something like that.

Fuck Sake.

Thinsg are dfuked.

I just wna t to end ot all.

Jusr wann to fucking die.

Or for all thes shit to go awy/

Falling Apart.

I really want to get over this.

But I have no idea how to.

I'm falling apart right now majorly.

And I can't see a way out.

Racing Thoughts.

Mind please switch off.

Racing thoughts.

I'm going hundred mile an hour.

Feeling wired.