I don't know what to feel right now. I'm light headed, like my body is weightless. My head hasn't been so empty in a while. I just feel that if I talk about something to do with my mental health to my mum she'll be too relaxed. I love that she's supportive and understanding. But sometimes she's just like me in how detatched we can be. She would give me advice, and comfort me. But somehow it isn't comforting for the fact she was just so calm. Calm is good, calm is awsome. But I don't know if I need that. Can't you just act even the tiniest bit freaked out? It's almost like you expect me to be like this even though I'm so cheerful. How can you be so nonchalont about the fact I tried to harm myself? It makes me feel worse, like it isn't actually as big as I'm making it out to be. I know I stopped myself before I could but I still TRIED. Please just feel even flightly afraid for me.. even a little