
StarryStarry
Cat Lady
- Oct 25, 2021
- 749
I think I've figured out what my main problem is (besides depression). I am searching so hard for someone to care if I live or die that I am making horrible decisions. I should have ctb a long time ago. I didn't because I wanted there to be hope, I wanted there to be a sliver of normalcy in my life. I wanted someone to ask if I was okay. I know now that will never happen. I am alone - no one cares if I live or die and I have to face that fact. The people who cared about me are gone. I've been in pain for so long I don't know how not to be in pain. I relocated like an idiot. I should have died where I was but I was hoping this would work out. It will never work out for me. Now my Sweet pea is so traumatized from the long drive she won't come out from under the bed. She won't let me pet her or love on her. My one hope is so traumatized by me. Why did I do that to her? I love her so much. The only positive thing now is I am only 9 hours from where my little girl is.f Less than a day's drive. I wish so hard I could just die in my sleep, but that would be too easy for me. I hate my life, I hate breathing. Nothing will ever change.