My grandpa died earlier today, 10/9/17, and I feel like another giant chunk has been bitten out of my soul. Less than two months ago a friend of mine killed himself. I don’t even know why my body continues to breathe and eat, I don’t even want to, I only continue so as to not suffer more than I already am. I just want everything to be over, I barely even care how at this point, the pain is never ending and life refuses to let me ever be happy. I try. I try and I try and I try but I can’t maintain happiness. […]
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ImNotGoodEnough
I know my life isn’t nearly as bad as many other people’s lives and I’m lucky for a lot of what I have. I have a family that loves me (parents and siblings, I have no significant other or children or anything of that nature), I’m at a decent college, and I’ve been told I’m reasonably easy on the eyes. That said, I hate being alive. I won’t be edgy and says there’s nothing I enjoy doing, but it all feels superficial and meaningless, nothing makes me feel whole inside anymore. It’s gotten to a point where I don’t even have to be actively sad […]