What I've done

I feel fucking horrible.
I have no idea of what I'm doing, but I feel terrible.
I'm raging at the people I love for bad reasons.
I feel like a bitch.

But I want you to know one thing.

I love you.
I can't do anything to make you feel better if I don't know what's wrong.
I love you so much.

Don't.
Give.
In.

Please.