I don’t think my friends care about me. They just ignore my texts when I’m crying and breaking down, excusing that they don’t know how to talk about it but how come it’s only when it’s me? If it was someone else, they’re empathetic and soooo understanding. I started crying cause they began to clown on me for not being able to do dishes everyday and rotting and hating the task, and I got so upset I stabbed scissors into my dresser and ruined the side again. I sorta do that instead of self harm, it’s better I guess. Mainly cause I’m too big of a pussy to inflict harm to myself. That much that is. I just wish someone could listen and actually CARE, not just go on and ignore me or god forbid the fucking “awww that’s just like how I feel” and not actually helping or caring, they just want that little validation token that says they’re “such a good friend” for acknowledging me. Fuck these whores.