Stuck.

Ok, so...
I hate myself and my work, is the net result of everything so far. I don't know anyone or anything in Leeds, I have no money, everyone at work thinks I am a knob and a weirdo basically. I am FUCKING MISERABLE.
One of the only people from work to ever actually give a shit about me had a drunken convo with me last night. Basically everyone at work thinks I'm a knob and a weirdo. He had a point though, I don't listen to people and I interrupt. I hate myself, I do it all the time, I can't stop it, it's just ingrained. I don't know what to do. I just want out. I would leave tomorrow if I didn't have a minimum term on my housing here. I just want to go home to my mates who like me for who I am, and not have to be around a bunch of closed-minded idiots my age. They are closed minded. Yes I interrupt and don't listen but it's not just that, I'm different and they don't fucking accept me.
My knife is next to me and today I have been more tempted than ever to self harm. But my friend called me instead and is helping me see the wood from the trees. Or whatever that saying is. I'm going to do something constructive. Apply to TV companies in Leeds and find out if I can leave my accommodation early. If I can I want to go home and start again. Get some part time cleaning work or something like that, volunteer on my old tutor's radio station, and pass my driving test. Start again and get into TV. Get back into what I LOVE. I didn't really get on with anyone in my first TV job but there it didn't matter because I was in the industry that I loved. I got on so well with everyone at the BBC. I fucking miss it so bad and wish I could go back. I miss London, I miss my friends, I miss my old life.
If I stay here in this job and situ it will drive me to self harm or something, everyone says I am strong but I'm not this strong, I'm not supposed to be having to be this strong for the sake of money or something stupid.
I need to sort my shit out.