Sargeant12344
Member
- Jan 11, 2020
- 9
I find myself choking on misery, doubt and helplessness at every moment. I am deprived of any care and find myself staring at walls, begging for time to simply stop so that I may catch my bearings on what feels to be a maddingly fast train.
I am told that people care for me, but I doubt it. They are either lying out of a sense of duty, or else do not know me enough to truly care.
I want to kill myself so badly. I do not foresee myself ever being different.
I am told that people care for me, but I doubt it. They are either lying out of a sense of duty, or else do not know me enough to truly care.
I want to kill myself so badly. I do not foresee myself ever being different.