OMG! Mental breakdown for reals. I'm so upset. With everything.

Friend. Now no longer friends.

He thinks being nice to him about the truth is helpful. Being frank is bad. So I should go around and be subtle about the truth? Fine. I'll feed you the sweet poison and keep the bitter medication.

Colleagues. How do I get along with them?

How is it things turn out this way? Did I turn into a disease and everyone avoids me? Am I an infection? Sigh. I didn't ask for this. I should quit this soon. My brain's getting fried.

Father. Why the harassment?

Why the abuse? Why the power just because we're your children? I did not ask you to buy me breakfast. Instead you bought TWO TYPES?! How the hell am I supposed to finish them? Night time. You yak at me.

I really feel like locking myself up somewhere, away from the world. It's pressurizing me too much. I cannot face it.

Sigh...