I have decided to deactivate this account, and I'm not coming back.
It's probably for the best, as I am being torn apart and this will be one last thing I have to worry about.
I spend too much time thinking about how I fucked up and there's no going back to what I used to have, thinking about how if I had made better decisions I would maybe finally be happy for once.
I regret everything.
I regret screwing everyone over.
I'm a fucking failure.
And my parents are too blind to see that I'm in agony,
I literally went to the lake a month ago and my arms and legs and everything was exposed, scars and bruises and burns out in the open, and nobody