So my dad basically just tricked me to confess I want to die. He kept asking me if I wanted him to call my psychiatrist and get the assertive outreach team to my flat. Errrr no! Why would anyone who was suicidal agree to that?
I hate that my family know about this, I want them to be blissfully unaware to what’s going on in my head.
I promised I would drink something… Ergh the time for lies has kicked in. I hate this.
If someone comes banging at my door now then I doubt I’ll post for a few days.