Staring at these same walls day after day.
Having to eat every day. I hate being hungry. Why can’t I eat once every six months or so?
Getting hair cuts.
Being told it will get better.
Living in the U.S. with all these hateful, ignorant, uber-competitive, loud mouths.
Being misunderstood.
Basically being human or even existing.
I really don’t think I was meant to be human. I hate them so. Yet I must rely upon them.
Please. I just want the sadness and misery to end.
please
I think they are a waste of time unless you have very specific grievances to name. Nevertheless, I caved in and wrote one so maybe my dad won’t feel as bad…
“I know you love me, but you can’t force someone to stay alive just to make yourself (any of you) feel better. This did not happen because I need to take more antidepressants. No, it’s not because I need more vitamin D. No, it’s not entirely about Bryan. NO, this was not a rash decision I would take back. Do you know the lyrics to the M*A*S*H theme song?
Thru early morning fog I see
visions […]
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