I am on the brink of a mental breakdown.
Everyones hates me because I like blue alien girls, my mom even called me a nutjob over it, my roommate says I complain to much, every time I try going to someone, anyone, about my problems, they simply tell me to take it to my therapist and are not even supportive of me. Not to mention that I only see my therapist once every two weeks.
Work is terrible, my dad lost his 23+ year job on the day of my mom's birthday, they're gonna lose the house and move far, far away, and their health insurance runs out at the end of june, which means no more meds for my brother with epilepsy, my mom with countless health problems, and my dad with diabetes AND a family history of heart disease; meaning all three may die by years end.
On top that, I feel like I'm unworthy of anyone's love, romantic or otherwise.
:suicide: