I think I’m heading for hospital. My sanity is going [seriously mean that] I’m crying all the time, including in public. Sadly I don’t have the guts to do what needs to be done and end it. I cannot envisage wanting to live again, no matter what treatment I’m given. The years of solitude, which I used to enjoy, have caught up with me. God knows what the future holds, just wish I didn’t have one. This world is just unbearable for the weak.
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What’s your major roadblock?
Social inadequacy>>>social isolation>>>Severe depression>>>>looming insanity.