I’m 21 years old, I shouldn’t feel this way right? These are supposed to be the happiest parts of my life and yet here I am, crying every day. I hate how I look, I can’t eat anymore without thinking of my weight. I’m a burden to those who are still around me. I’m a dropout, a failure, a disappointment. I lost my job, my will to live, and I fear I may lose the one I love. The only reason I try is for him and my sister. I hate this. I’m so tired, I just want out. Medicine doesn’t work. I’m afraid. I need help. I want help. I can’t afford it. I’m to poor to be treated. I miss my mom. I need her back, she wouldn’t want to see me like this but here I am a fucking wreck a sham. I hate this. I want to be happy I promise on trying . Help.
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I’m 20, almost 21.
Like u said i shouldn’t feel this way.
I said the same thing before and i still have no answer.
What i like about u is that u live for ppl u love and i dig that.
To me i lost the concept of love a long to time ago.
I don’t really got someone to live for, consider yourself lucky and hold tight to your loveones.
And last but not least : have u ever experienced a joyful moment in your life and told yourself this moment is going to disappear by the end of thre day?
If it makes you feel any better I’m all those things you said but I’m 25, you’re still young you haven’t wasted them yet but I’m pretty close ?