
malia
Member
- May 21, 2025
- 20
Sometimes I feel like I can't go on anymore. Life is so exhausting, it's so tiring to live. Thinking of ending it all feels so peaceful. I would just have a beautiful nice day, do my hair and makeup, wear a beautiful dress and in the evening end it all and be finally at peace. I don't wanna feel so isolated anymore, I don't wanna feel so tired anymore, the struggle, the constant every day fighting. I don't even wanna go to sleep so the new day won't start so soon.
But I can't, I fucking can't do anything. Firstly I'm a coward, secondly I have a small child that depends on me. I'm already on my knees, and crying, have no more energy, yet I still have to put the energy I don't have into my kid. I'm seriously done, I don't want this anymore. Suddenly I more and more understand those mothers who jump with their children down into the abyss here and are ending it all, because at some point it gets unbearable.
But I can't, I fucking can't do anything. Firstly I'm a coward, secondly I have a small child that depends on me. I'm already on my knees, and crying, have no more energy, yet I still have to put the energy I don't have into my kid. I'm seriously done, I don't want this anymore. Suddenly I more and more understand those mothers who jump with their children down into the abyss here and are ending it all, because at some point it gets unbearable.