WitheringAway
Ima shake the champagne bottle...
- Jun 23, 2020
- 404
It hurts to be alive. I'm tired of the disappointment that I'm still alive every time I wake up. The past days have been extremely hard to deal with. Things happened that I just don't wanna deal with or think about. I just wanna hide under my blanket and slip into death. I don't have SN. Paranoid about hanging. And no reliable drug to overdose on. I don't have a single person in my life who would actually care and be there for me. Extremely lonely and bitter. Fake friends and toxic family. No one in my life I really love or care about. If they all die tomorrow I wouldn't have a single care about it. I'm all alone facing the atrocities of life. I'm no use for anyone. I'm a robot that's stuck in a void and goes to work eats and sleeps. Nothing of significance going on. I missed so much of my life and there's no use for me to pick up the pieces. I feel like the more I get depressed the more I become robotic. Except I'm becoming a stupid robot that's good at nothing. Pathetic existence. Even my cat is falling into depression because of me.