I didn’t speak a lot today. I don’t think I conversed with more than three people.
The loneliness and the lack of communication combined with stressful situations are making me feel more numb everyday.
It’s like… the more tired you feel, the more stiff you become.
I just wish I can end my life as easy as it is for me to breathe.
The reason is death, in essence, is quite the same thing as breathing.
Both has something to do with life; the only difference being whether you’re erasing or keeping it.
If it weren’t for my mother…. I can’t bear the thought of leaving her when she raised me when dad cheated on her and she almost didn’t have any financial backup.
So I have to go through this.
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U can do it, go through one more day! We are listening ur not alone.
The state of the healthcare system is embarrassing. There is a lot to rearrange to keep people working, living an happy.