Books about dragons make everything a little less sucky

It’s like a little pixie has made a home on my shoulder and is constantly whispering negative things in my ear.
My logic and reason is getting shredded and all I can think about is how much I dislike life, how I dislike my self, how self harm is all I need. Half of me wants to be mental.
Sucks man.

passing out for a while, hospital trip, stitches, yeah i finally did it! and i feel no better for it. lame

worst week of my life and i really dont want to live anymore but i cant just leave mum here alone so no dying for me but i never thought having my heart broken would feel this bad like i can actually feel an ache where its meant to be and ive been crying since saturday i cant even go to work i dont understand why its over everything was fine and i cant fix it and ill never forget him or find anyone else my god this sucks so hard