Dear Diary,
While it was nice to talk to my dad, I feel so guilty for everything.
I have just slowly tanked to a very depressive state today. I know I have to work tomorrow and I don’t feel I can even get out of bed right now.
The last time I felt like this, it was the holiday’s, I was drinking alone in my bedroom, and I woke up in ICU.
I know Kemper meant well.
I hate what I did to my family. I hate myself