I am finally at a point where I have realised I do not have a purpose or that my purpose in life has been fulfilled. What is left? Only one action I suppose.

I am constantly tired, I want to sleep constantly. I’m tired of trying to please everyone, do the so called right thing, I’m tired of having nightmares. When does this stop, does it stop?

Self harm is a like a drug, it’s an ecstasy giving me a sense of euphoria and life but it’s frowned upon, why? It’s called selfish, why? Because it hurts other people? When you you haven’t been through enough sh**t […]