I’m plummeting again. Really, really plummeting.
Yesterday I was taken to A&E by some lovely police officers and put into the hands of the crisis team.
I’m at the end of my tether, I know I am. I’m going to go to my GP again and make them listen and believe me, I have no choice. I need to start seeing someone and taking medication again.
I need to lose who I am again because I’ve already lost her.
I hate myself