I feel empty and tired as hell. Life is exhausting. Everything is starting to weigh down on me. Everything is making me feel overwhelmed, even just little things. Why am I still here? I really don’t know anymore. Maybe I’m still thinking that there could be happiness somewhere. Or maybe not. Then why don’t I just do something? If I have nothing to lose, why can’t I just do something? Anything. Why can’t I find myself? I should be going on an adventure to look for the old me, but for some reason I can’t. Maybe I’m too scared. Maybe it won’t even work. Maybe I don’t want to find a life of my own. I don’t know. I want to push myself to do it. I have nothing to lose. What’s stopping me?
I’m sorry… I’m not your hero anymore
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that’s the best time to change things, when you got nothing, it’s all up hill from there!
I seriously understand where you are coming from, FFS wish these same words would suffice explaining depression to a normy. I never seem able to convey the pain in this post to people no matter how much I word it.
Stick around, try to stay strong? (I fucking hate comments that attempt to mend the inconsolable mind) Seriously though, only a harder path with even more pain is opened when you attempt suicide, try to seek medical help.
I feel for you.