I phoned Samaritans, but I was held in a queue and I chickened out after a minute and hung up. I hate myself so much, I hate my life so much, I just want to be free of everything, but I can’t. I want to hurt myself, but I’m too scared. I could do anything if I wasn’t so scared of everything. I’ll try Samaritans again in a minute, but I guess they’re undermanned at this time of the year. It makes me feel like I shouldn’t phone, because I’m not feeling bad enough. After all, I won’t kill myself and my parents will be home later. This is probably all crazy logic.