I don’t know what to do anymore. Each day becomes harder to live through. I keep telling myself to just go through it one hour at a time. How could I do it when I can’t even sit still for an hour?
This stupid sickness is the cause of everything. I wish I could just ask doctors to surgically remove my intestines or something.
It feels like life is putting the joke on me, when I think I’m ready to die, it gives me a couple reasons to live, and when I live through it, it gives me more reasons to die and the cycle goes on.
As much as I want to live my life happily, this sickness is just pulling me down, and the longer I live, the more I’m prolonging my agony.
I don’t wanna be selfish and just leave life like this all of a sudden, leave my parents, my family, friends and all I ever had. But then, I’ve been selfless for too long, allowing myself to suffer so others can be okay.