You Know You've Hit Emotional Rock Bottom When...

...you're dishonest about your feelings, even to yourself.
...you cannot stand to look in a mirror for more than 3 seconds.
...your insane, vicious pet suddenly becomes affectionate around you.
...even your friends believe your "I'm-perfectly-fine" act.
...your dad thinks you're starving yourself, when in truth, you've just lost your apetite completely.
...even the people who used to talk to you on a daily basis don't talk to you anymore.
...you're jealous of a city.
...you feel alone most of the time, and even the slightest contact with the outside world, like Messenger, cheers you up.
...so many things stress you out that you don't even know which one is the cause for your tears.
...you wish you could move, but you don't want to leave.
...you want to celebrate Anti-Valentine's with your friends.
...you are so paranoid you can't even tell your close friends how you feel, because you are afraid of sounding weak.
...you will blow all your money on anything, just to make yourself feel better.
...you are so tired that you act drunk.
...your new favourite song is part of a compilation called "Punk Goes Acoustic" [Emo much?].
...you post lyrics on your blog as a way to let people know how you feel.
...the lyrics you post on your blog don't reflect how you feel.
...you write incredibly long entries about how you feel about something, only to realise 2 days later that you didn't mean a word that you wrote.
...you trust anyone, except the people who are closest to you.
...you have mood swings. Happy, Sad, Depressed, Angry, Happy, Angry, Hyper, Sad....
...your back hurts like hell...because you're stressed.
...you're losing your voice...because you're stressed.
...you have to take a walk in the forest to make you feel better.
...your new idea of fun is to lie down in the snow and watch the clouds go by, even though your whole body is freezing and you are more than likely gonna catch a cold.
...you spend so much time messaging people that the "lol" has almost slipped out in a few spoken conversation.
...you go in search for all your old teddy bears because you need some comforting.
...you wish someone sent you flowers on Valentine's just to see everyone's surprised faces.
...you've considered going emo.
...you've considered cutting yourself.
...you've considered killing yourself.
...the painkillers in that medicine cabinet are practically calling out your name.
...you feel like you could fill a pool with all your tears...or blood [whichever way you wanna see it].
...people think you've started smoking weed because your eyes are always red, and you act crazy.
...you don't want people to hug you anymore.
...just the thought of someone touching you makes you sick.
...you get headaches because you spend your time worrying.


Partly autobiographical. About 25% of this is 100% true. About 25% of this I have never done, The rest is *partly* true.