Life seems so complicated. Why should it be so difficult to live? I have a kid and yet I feel like a bad mom. I have a boyfriend and yet I feel like he deserves so much more. I have a job and yet I fear I will be fired any day.
Every single day I think about killing myself. I envy my brother because he had the courage to do it. My dad says some people have that thing in their brain that allows them to not hesitate. My brother had it unfortunately I do not. If I did, I would have died a very long time ago.