The last 6 months of my life were the hardest. I felt more numb than never. I tried so damn hard to not hate myself. I tried to like this body that I live in but I just can’t. I hate every little inch of this skin that I live in and I just can’t pretend anymore to like this horrible body that I am trapped in. I just hate breathing. I just hate waking up and seeing that I have one more fucking day of life. I am gonna pretend that I don’t exist. This life doesn’t mean shit. I don’t exist.