I’m dying inside. That’s what I feel. Every day all I want to do is cry. It’s hard to make it through the day. I’ve cried myself to sleep for the past four days now. Nothing is helping. I’m angry all the time but at the same time I’m so alone. I feel cornered into the darkness and cannot find the light anywhere. I have no one to turn to. No one that will understand. There are days where I want to end it just to no longer feel this way. These thoughts scare me. I try and go about my days keeping my mind occupied and staying busy but it is hard. It’s always there no matter how hard I try. It makes me want to just give up to give into it. I just want to melt into oblivion. I imagine that if I just end it that then there has to be something better. I won’t feel this way anymore. I won’t feel so worthless and empty. I’m struggling. It’s like I’m screaming but nothing is coming out. I’m scared. I’m alone. I fear for what will come.