i'm just fed up with so many things right now. i have the incredible urge to message the people who sent me into a mental spiral over the summer, and let them have a piece of my mind about how awful they are, but what's the point? they couldn't have cared less if i was dead. in fact, i'm starting to honestly think they all plotted together in hopes to get me to a point of mental instability where i'd never be able to recover. no one has ever made it so clear that they wanted to destroy me before, but these people who lied to me about caring about me, loving me, and gaslighted me repeatedly... wow. to think, i would have done anything for them, and this is the thanks i get.