Was just havng a bad day yesterday I think. PTSD ways anyway. I feel like I have a circuit in my head that trips whenever something happens.

Anthony, the only with moving out is that I still want my mum. I'm scared of living alone, scared that even if I was with people, if they weren't people I cared about I would do a really stupid thing.
I'm walking on the edge of a blade and I am terrified that I will slip. I don't want to die, I really don't, I just don't trust myself to be alone when I am thinking them thoughts.
I don't trust myself much at all.