He didn’t want to leave me home alone today because I was depressed, and he’s worried that I’m going to do something to myself. He wanted me to have someone come over and hang out with me. I told him I might, but I probably won’t. I don’t want to see anyone right now.

He can tell when I get manic and moody, and I feel horrible because I know that it makes him sad to see me like that, and to see the aftermath. He had stuff to do today, but he still wanted to stay home to make sure I was okay. I made him go, but I know that he’s worried. I hate worrying my Dad and making him sad. I hate causing him pain.