regrets & mistakes, they're memories made;

i'm home.
i couldn't last 6 weeks in europe if i tried.
i'm home alone.
my dad's in hospital.
i'm worried this might kill him.
i'm worried i can't cope.



i know i can't cope. i think. do i? i don't know what i'm supposed to be doing, or feeling, or how i should act. maybe it won't get better. probably won't, at least for a long time.
i can't handle being in my own skin right now. it's worse than normal.


i
just
don't
know
what
i'm
doing.


















someonemakethisgoaway.