Free is far from being free. Free is far from being Happy. For I am merely a prisoner of my own mind. It tortures me. Day in… Day out…
Each day I wake up feeling like… Well… Like shit. I feel like shit. Every damn day of my miserable life. Every day is a fucking struggle. A constant battle to keep myself alive. To not let the constant desire to die win. To fight to see yet another day.
I am losing… Terribly.
I have reached the end. I have reached my limit. I am so done. I am so done with the constant feelings of being stuck and trapped in this world. This is all I can take. This is all my mind and my body are willing to endure. This is the end. I have reached the end of the rope. I am done.
This life has brought me nothing but suffering and torture. It is crippling me and draining me of every last bit of strength I have. I have no fight left in me.
I am giving up this fight.
There is only so much a person can take.
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I’m sorry that you have to feel this way. I don’t have much to say other than… yup, sadly life is a struggle, and that’s something that is likely not changing soon. There are periods of more or less struggle, but those are both a mixture of luck, and better coping techniques (which in some cases are difficult or near impossible to develop). I know you’re saying that you’re giving up today… but, well, hopefully that gets better eventually. Contrary to popular beliefs, not even the most resilient person is willing to fight it out every single day.
I’m so sorry. I feel the exact same way. The only reason I’m still alive is my best friends and knowing that I’m not alone here.