Gstreater
Member
- Aug 10, 2024
- 97
I've been forcing myself to think about what would be lost if I gave up too early. And I can't really say I have anything I don't mind dropping at this point to give up on life. I'm tired of feeling sad, I'm tired of being alone, I'm tired of how lifeless and hopeless this world has felt for so long. I can't keep forcing myself to live because it apparently gets better. Even if it does it doesn't mean I'm going to be happy. That I'll stop wanting to die. But it feels like no one understands that. It's gotten so bad that I've thought about jumping off a bridge like my grandmother did when she died. I'm just not made for happiness I'm not made to be hopeful.