I haven’t had suicidal thoughts since high school when I was abused and now they’re coming back. I’m probably going to look into medically withdrawing from the semester due to my depression.
So my roommates just got back from the game they didn’t invite me to just to order pizza and not ask me if I wanted to pitch in and eat some too, and are making popcorn and invited people over and purposely just talked about going out tomorrow and didn’t invite me. Did I mention I’ve been balling my eyes out all day because no one includes me in anything and I even talked to one of them about it today. I’m so done with college and I honestly have never been more fucked up emotionally then living with roommates has made me.