I just feel so terrible. There’s nothing wrong, no one’s hurt me recently, and my family is normal as ever. I’m moving out in a few days (I’m very excited) but I just can’t do anything. I feel empty and tired and alone. I can’t get myself to pack my clothes or shower or talk to anyone. I want to throw up because I’ve been eating too much for not doing anything. But I can’t even get myself to do that. The suicidal ideation is a constant hum in the back of my head. I’m seeing some of my favorite people tomorrow and I want to cancel for no reason. I just need to get to saturday. I wish I had the balls to kms first