After a very tough 7 weeks I think I’ve reached my end. I can’t help but feel terrified all the time. I know something bad will happen soon, that’s all that ever does these days. Can’t eat or sleep anymore, too scared for something bad to happen. All I get is nightmares about what happened to my mum, I feel so guilty for not being there when it all kicked off. Everything has seemed to settle down now but I know something bad will happen soon. Can’t help but feel everything would work out if I wasn’t here to fuck everything up all over again