I can’t sleep.

It’s already 3a.m. here. I have school in exactly 4 hours. I can’t sleep. She got into a car accident today. My girl got into a car accident today. I’m so fucking worried. I’ve been having attacks since she told me. My asthma got worse. She didnt go to the hospital. She hit her head. Let me tell you guys something.. My uncle died a few days ago. You know how? He got into a car accident. He hit his head but he was okay. Nothing happened to him. He was okay. He went to bed and everything. When he woke up he was about to take a shower. And there something happened. He passed out in the shower. It was just crazy. He went to the hospital and never went out. He is dead now. I know it sounds crazy but I can’t stop thinking about it. Kel said that she is okay. What if.. she isn’t? We just don’t know. I don’t know. She stopped answer me. I don’t know what happened. I can’t stop crying. I’m about to panic again. I’m about to have another fucking anxiety attack. My asthma is about to attack again. I lost my control. Maybe I’m about to cut and ruin my week strong. I can’t help it. I’m freaking out.

1 week strong and I don’t feel proud. I don’t feel happy. I don’t feel good. Something is wrong. Maybe I shouldn’t have stayed strong. I don’t deserve this. I don’t know. I’m not proud. I deserve every single scar, every single cut.

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