I'm not going to lie; I've sat here for the past hour trying to vent but I can't. I can't fucking ever explain how I feel except through pictures, and sometimes, pictures can be misinterpreted. I get to certain parts when I try to vent and then I breakdown and cry. Then I delete it all and put it back into the empty bottle which is myself.

I wish I could tell someone or talk to someone who cared and could do something. Therapists are bullshit. At 100$ and hour anybody can be really concerned. I just feel like I bother everyone when it comes to talking about my problems.

Ugh idk. My life is just a big downward spiral for now. Hopefully I don't crash and hit the ground at million miles per hour.