Im done. Im finished. Theres nothing left more me. No more energy, no more strength and no more will power. Through the most stupid shit my life ended. Im a shell. Im dead inside. Im sick of feeling like this. I don’t possess the balls to off myself, all I can do is pray that someone kills me. Its not hard and I won’t be missed. Fuck heaven and fuck hell. I just want my pathetic blip to be wiped out. Fuck it im done!
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What exactly is the point for your parents to love you? You will be missed even if you think not.
No father since 6 and he died when I was 18 and zero contact. And then my clueless mother who cant help. Im not looking to be saved. Just my ending
But there is so much to do In your life. Would you rather sleep and be nothing or would you have your own family and watch your kids grow up to be amazing adults and see them have kids
I don’t want kids and as for marriage its just a doomed lie. Everything comes to an end and I just want mine now. I see no light at he end of the tunnel it just gets darker by the day. Im finished. I lost my life over a month ago. Im nothing more than a shell of my former self, a gross lie to anyone I meet. No one knows me. Not my mother not my few friends. I don’t even know myself. I have no prospects in life. Im left to sit with my painful thoughts. I can’t go to anyone as they will then see my true face, which is broken.
That’s the point in life. We have to discover who we are as humans, discover what we are good in life.
And when you discover you are nothing? Then what?
Keep searching you weren’t brought up to this world to be nothing you were born to do something
Well im growing impatient. And then when nothing happens im back to this or maybe worse
No you won’t be the worst. What has happened that has hurt you so much
Just taken too many knocks
How do yu know if it’s too many?
Because on my worst day I wouldn’t be near this. I was the type that couldn’t stand this shit and I never liked the idea of suicide. But I got hit down again and again and it just doesn’t stop. And the position Im currently in its just making everything deadlier by the day but I can’t get out.
That’s what’s life about. You have to find that one happiness and fight for it each and everyday