I want to die because of the domino effect since I was a young teen. I want to die because no matter how many chances I am given, I continuously fuck up. I continuously fuck up because I am broken and I need deep healing. I keep trying but I keep failing because I simply am not capable of anything in this state. I can't take the time to heal, because I lack the feeling of security and stability that I'd like to make me feel like I can let go. I need a safe space to heal, to get the help I need, to be able to focus on me without trying to deal with other problems as well. I need this probably for a good few years to make a difference. I could get better with the exact right help. I could be ok, I think. But nobody is going to pick me up and get me there. And I'm just not strong enough; after years of trying and failing, I can see that. So it's never going to happen. I am defeated. Sadly, I will be in pain, I will struggle, for the rest of my life. There is no way it will change unless the changes that need to happen in my life occur. But they are not going to on their own. Nobody else will do it for me. And I can't, I'm incapable. This will carry on until I'm dead. There is no point in prolonging the inevitable.