I feel terrible. I realise that alot of the time I spiral downwards it is triggered by something you've posted, something you've said to someone, or something you've done. I know you don't mean to, I know you love me; and fuck, I love you too, but this is killing me. I think I need a break, or an escape or something. I hate feeling like this; guilty and upset, but thats what it's like. New York, I love you but you're bringing me down.