This has been stuck in my head for the last few weeks and it’s been hell. I’ve been bullied, fat-shamed, been mistreated by my parents because of grades not being good enough all my life. I’ve developed social anxiety. I have no friends. I moved to a different city. I am all alone. I have anxiety attacks every other day. I sometimes have anxiety attacks in my sleep where i wake up screaming and crying (in my dream, i’m being buried alive and no one can hear me, it’s the same every time). Now I believe. There is no cure to who I am. And this is who I am. All i am, all i’ll ever be. Every day, i find myself one step closer to suicide.