So recently my depression has kicked in, as has my paranoia, the paranoia more then depression.
I mentioned this to a friend earlier today as they are Normaly supportive. But they decided to mess about and started telling me there are cameras in my room so people can watch my every move..
In my current state of mind I have completely bought in to it.
Unfortunelty I had no choice but to come to my room..so I'm now sat here with my back to the wall..has to be against the wall..despretly trying not to pick at my skin till it is red raw and bleeding...