Every moment of every day I want to end my life. I want to just stop.
Every moment of every day I feel everything. I feel of no importance.
Every moment of every day I think about who I am–or rather what I am not. I think of who I want to be.
Every moment of every day I am alone. I am no one.
I can no longer function without thinking about the end.
The end is promising.
The end is easy.
I can no longer look at myself in the mirror.
I can no longer socialize.
I can no longer live the life I dreamed of living.
I can no longer be
because being is too much to handle.
Now, I just am.
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When you feel like this, it is very hard to go on, but if you push through this pain, you will find a good life.
sup
No mate thats wrong…people say time heals all wounds…thats wrong…time dont heal wounds…you just get used to it…
I’ve tried pushing through the pain. Pushing through it is the hardest part and I don’t know if I can do it anymore.
I feel like no-one sometimes. But as long as I believe in myself, then I become. Who cares what other people think of you? You weren’t born to please others, but to be who you want to. If the pain is that you have no-one, then the hardest part is to find people who are like you. They might be hard to find, but not everyone is the same, you just have to chat about topics come within common interest. Hope this helps.
But it isn’t so much what others think, more of how I see myself.
and thank you.