It's a little late, but yesterday was pure shit. I had a mental breakdown. I totally lost my mind. I beta up my brother and told him it was all his fault. It wasn't. I was so angry, I could kill, then I brokedown crying. I hated my. I wanted to die. I wanted it all to end. It was painful. It's the second time it happened to me this year. I want it all to end, but I don't want to kill myself. I hope it never happens again, or I might just end my life then.