I'm a week clean. I also.... Attemped and failed last week. Its the.. 3rd time this year that I've attempted. Nothing ever happens when I attempt. At this point, I'm just completely broken. After this last attempt, all my anxiety attacks have gotten worse, and I just fucking hate my life. I could go end myself right fucking now. If the 12 fucking cuts on my arm from last week mean anything, I'm fucked with life. Also....
If I attempt tonight... an issue will pop up, being that.... My parents are getting married tomorrow. That might uhh... ruin the festivities.