ForgottenTomb
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- May 26, 2023
- 72
My life has already ended. I held on as long as I did, because I led myself on with the idea that I will have a future that would make this alright. To be realistic, the dreams I held on to were never going to happen. There comes a point where nothing that happens in the future will make up for the suffering. I am done with driving myself crazy with uncertainty, wondering if everything will be okay while there are 0 signs that it will be. Nothing is happening in my life, but I'm extremely overwhelmed with life, like all the walls around me are closing in on me and I am too exhausted and powerless to fight it. There comes a time where I just can't. I can't stay here even if I wanted to have a future. I just have headaches at this point, because I am distressed to hell, like this stinging and pressure that I have to dampen with my hands. I don't want to hurt my sibling at all, but I can't just stay and take on endless amount of distress forever. There is a limit.
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