Actually

No, I'm not ok. This whole sorry mess is still tearing me to shreds.

I normally pride myself on being there to help with my friends' problems, to be able to give myself to them no matter what. But Right now I'm ashamed as I don't feel able to do even that. I'm so pathetically wrapped up in my own problems and burdens that others' are just too much for me right now. Even just being sociable is scary. The thought of going to my faveourite club on Staurday is very scary.


Of course, allt his isn't soley down to this farce, but it has been the tipping point.

I really hope tomorrow can bring an ending to this. Like, properly, this time.

And I'm sorry I didn't have the guts to tell you this on the phone last night.