Jezzie's Dear Diary

Dear Diary, I started to hate myself so much again. Without my drugs I wouldn't survive much longer. And I feel like cutting again. I always think about death. I miss the clinic and the people there. I'm fine when feeling bad. I know I'm sick!

Dear Diary, I feel so sick and so weak. I wanna die!

Dear Diary, Every morning I wake up, I'm so done. Of course it's because the pills I'm taking in overdose every day. To be honest I love to destroy myself. And I love the rush of the pills. Today I'll go to Dad's for the weekend.