10. I have reached the lowest point, such a point of no return, when it is no longer possible to change anything, even with all the desire, but there is no desire at all. Now I have lost the ability to cry, worry about anything, feel anything at all. I have absolutely no will, I'm just a prisoner of my addictions. I am a chronic procrastinator and even want to postpone my suicide attempt. I'm just dead inside. I'm like a walking shell of a human, without any emotions or regrets. I used to literally bang my head against the walls, but the antidepressants completely numbed me. Only in the very depths of my soul do I feel complete despair and a desire to commit suicide.