Most emotional overwhelms are in the night, I woke up and the first thing I crave is death.
I don't want to spend my entire life like this, working in retail and struggling to have enough free time to bask in life's enjoyments. I don't mind growing old but I don't want it to be like this. I'm so miserable. I ruined my life by being sexually abused and I want the feeling to stop. I've been asking for a decade now, but it just won't. It's less often, maybe there's hope, but I just am awaiting death, I just want to stop existing. I just woke up. This will be a fun day.
I don't want to die, as much as my body and mind craves it.
I really don't want to go out like this.
I really don't want to wither away with my last thoughts being thst I'm finally done
I want to live.
But I don't know if I have it in me to do so.