Ever since I was 10 years old a force came over me telling me to kill myself, telling me that I hate my life, and I do. Everyday I wake up only because I can’t sleep any more, or worse, I have to go to work. Everyday I look at my goals in life and realize they are all unattainable, just like my previous goals that I’ve failed to achieve. And everyday things look just a little bit bleaker than the day before. So, I want to die but don’t have the courage. I’m 27 living at my parents and am in recovery from drug […]
