Really couldn't be bothered last night. I was in bed asleep by 9 30. And that is really unusual for me. Woke up a few times in the night but slept pretty much all night. Woke up at 6.30 and couldn't sleep anymore.
I'm hoping to get a call from the mental health team at some point this week. It's ridiculous the way they are ignoring me. I'm suicidal and they don't care. It seems like the only person who does actually give a shit is mum. She has been my rock this last month. I honestly wouldn't be here now if it wasn't for her. If I hadn't have gone to talk to her I don't know what I would have done. I was in a really bad place. I still am but she took me in and calmed me down. And she has been there ever since. And I'm so lucky she took me in and adopted me. I don't know how to repay her for what she's done. I owe her my life. When I went to see her she could have turned me away but she didn't. And she got me through till now. But I'm scared of what's to come. I know I can talk to her. I know I can trust her. Trust is a big thing for me because I don't trust anyone.