I’ve wanted to die since I was at most 13, maybe even younger.
It’s been on and off for me, not where I’m really enjoying life and then really not- just from vague contentedness to suicidal.
I’ve tried “hanging in there” but there’s nothing there for me. Everything in this world just feels so empty and pointless. Everything I’ve experienced has just been staving off the inevitable. When everyone else is rejoicing in this idea of a “new age” coming forth and pretending that everything is happy and good in the world, I’m silent in the background, wishing I could speak up to tell them how full […]