OnMyLast Legs
Too many regrets
- Oct 29, 2024
- 472
I can't believe this was my life. 36 years without the arrival of maturity. I was such a better person as a teenager. But I just collapsed around 20.
Death means no more pain but it doesn't mean relief. You can't leave your life, just end it. This was me. A weak, obnoxious failure. Forever and ever, this was me. A bad existence.
How differently I would have lived if I knew about this possible end, the inner destruction that suicides go through. You don't know the weight of these things until it's too late.
Death means no more pain but it doesn't mean relief. You can't leave your life, just end it. This was me. A weak, obnoxious failure. Forever and ever, this was me. A bad existence.
How differently I would have lived if I knew about this possible end, the inner destruction that suicides go through. You don't know the weight of these things until it's too late.