Lost.

I really wish I could see someone right now. I hate this. I'm sitting here, completely alone, with all the dark thoughts I try so hard to fight closing in on me and I have no way out. My own mind is trying to kill me, I swear. It hates me. It tortures me. The little voices telling me I'm stupid and I'm worthless and no one will ever care about me. Even though I know people do care it just gets so hard to ignore that little voice that makes me feel worthless. That voice that says everyone else would be better off if I was dead. And it scares me because sometimes it makes sense. Sometimes I start to believe it. I just don't know what I can do anymore...