I look at what choices i have. i can let it take me under or fight back. ive fought for a decade or more. my insides are shutting down like its preparing for the worst. ive researched meds that can be lethal. i look one last time and ask myself who is out there to care for someone like me. im on my death bed but im the captain. im ready.
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You deserve some dignity and I won’t impinge on your space.
There really isn’t anyone in the broader world, beyond people you know, who can care about you personally, since that’s impossible.
There are a lot of people who read this website who can understand the situation implied in the kind of story you have posted. There are quite a few, in fact.
@Hatshepsut
If it is impossible for someone who doesn’t know someone else to care about them then what is wrong with me? Why do I care so much? I love DaRiot, I love you, I love everyone. I don’t know how to stop caring about people who suffer, I want to change the world even though I can’t and it breaks my heart. I don’t want to have to cry for people I don’t know, but I do.