Ok, I think I just broke
Ok, that breakdown I was fearing, I think I'm kinda in the middle of it right now. I don't know what happened. I was going to bed and the next thing I know I'm in my brother's old closet slamming my fist into the wall until it started to bleed and swell. Then I fell to the ground weeping. Then I went backing hitting the wall. And now I'm back to weeping. I just don't know what to do anymore. There's just to much, its like I can't breathe. I don't know how to pass my classes. I don't know how to help my parents. I don't know how to help myself. I'm just so scared. I need to go to bed before I break my hand.