I feel lucky to have the life I've got now. I also feel angry because I feel stuck in rubbish jobs and I want a degree. I feel distrustful towards people and I feel like I'm safer if I avoid them but I also feel isolated because I avoid them. I feel anxious and on edge about responsibilities, bills and keeping myself on an even-kill - I wonder how long I can keep this up for. I feel like I'm alone and like nobody in my life understands how I feel and offers advice on the right thing to do, instead of how I'm feeling and what's best for my mental health. I feel angry and disgusted at the world for letting people starve, for creating wars, the way the police and authorities sometimes don't help victims like they should or make them feel like criminals for turning to them for help. I feel paranoid somebody will follow me home or break into my flat and attack or rape me, I feel vulnerable and like I need to work out how to protect myself incase this happens. I feel violent, like I want to hit people who try to bully or victimise me, I feel like I can't trust myself not to lash out if I feel threatened. I feel like my dreams and future might not happen; I may not complete a degree, have children or do more charity work since I stopped in the spring. I feel as though I don't have a place where I come from; the estate I grew up in got knocked down, I've moved on from childhood friends, I have only 3 photos from my childhood of myself - I feel robbed of this and robbed of good memories.