Patrick Stump || 1st person point of view

I'm here because I'm anorexic, also throwing up anything that I eat is a hobby of mine. I passed out from being fat malnutrition and probably dehydration. I'm also addicted to heroin so maybe thats one of the reasons I passed out. I'm depressed and my anxiety is worse than ever, I might be suicidal. I self harm a lot maybe that one of the reasons too. I know exactly why am I am here. I know I'm fat dangerously underweight, I'm addicted to the feeling of being this close to death, to the feeling of being weightless. I'm broken and I don't mind. I want the burning in the back of my throat to stop and maybe smoke a cigarette.

I wonder who had came, knowing Andy he probably texted everyone I know. I know my father wouldn't be here, his work is probably important than his son, who is practically dead. Elisa and Gabe are definitely here, Gabe drops everything when it comes to me, I love that man but I really don't want to see anyone. Maybe the band and my mom, not Kevin, Kevin will just make a big deal out of everything and yell, he always yells, when I got married he yelled at me, when I went on tour for the first time and almost got ran over he screamed at me for almost an hour, when he found me and Joe smoking weed at some high school party he flipped his shit. Meagan is too busy, so she won't be here. Of course half your family isn't here, its not like anyone really cares about you. Declan even likes Elisa more than you, Pete just pities you. And there was the beloved voice in my head that drives me fucking insane. I throw a glance at the clock, four o' clock  in the morning, its been three minutes since I've paid attention to anything but my own thoughts, It's been three minutes since I've gotten lost in my own fucked up mind. Three minutes to myself, soon I will be surrounded with people and ill be bombarded with questions.