I’ll have officially turned 26 by the time I have posted this.
This morning it hit me. I’m turning 26, still living with my parents, never had any further education or qualification. I’ve wasted my life.
I look back now with regrets. “What could have been”. I’m really unhealthy, a non-existent love life and well, no future. I think today would be a perfect day for suicide.
I have a plastic bag and a helium tank in my cupboard… no gauge though. Home alone. Fate be with me… let me die.