I’ll keep this short. I’m sick of my life. Sick of my “friends”. Sick of my “family”. Sick of the stresses. Sick of the work. Sick of living. I’m done. I want it to be over.
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I’ve said those words before.
Add and tired after ever sick.
and add “sick of myself” along with that.
Sick of being so useless. Sick of being a perfectionist, sick of breathing, sick of bleeding, sick of sleeping, sick of feeling like a walking corpse
sick of being cut off from everybody and sick of being trapped in a neverending circle of the same shit everyday