I'm not coping right now. Send... hugs, I guess, maybe?

This whole week has been fairly bad for me, mentally. it started on Monday with a particularly heavy brain fog that made just thinking feel like slogging through concrete with a haze so thick you can't see your hand in front of your face. It's just gotten worse as the week went on, with suicidal thoughts coming back and getting more intense, to the point where I actively wanted to hurt myself. I saw a doctor today, and they suggested seeing a therapist. But that's probably not going to help relieve the voice in my head right now that's telling me to kill myself because nobody will ever want me in any way.

But it's whatever, I guess.