It is good to know that the focus should have stayed on you. Even when I am telling you I am cutting myself and please don’t leave… it’s okay I get it… don’t worry I won’t tell you these things again…

Fuck it. I can’t do anything fucking right. God dammit. How am I supposed to know what the fuck to do in this situation. At least when the roles are reversed I try my best to tell you what can help me…