I'm the last resort option for each and every one of my friends. I should just kill myself for redundancy. Every day feels more unbearable than the previous one. I have no motivation or desire to do anything. I'm about to move to a bigger city and I'm not looking forward to it in spite of all the time I've spent waiting for this moment. I'm a mistake and should've never been born and thus I should rid myself of the misery.
Unfortunately, I still have to live for some time. If only my parents were worse to me - but they were great, and now I can't leave until I earn enough money to help them retire.
I don't need support because optimism for the sake of optimism just makes me feel even worse.
I just need to talk out my thoughts into somewhere.
Hopefully in some magic way I die swiftly in the span of the next couple weeks. Then my parents won't have to blame themselves and neither will I.
Unfortunately, I still have to live for some time. If only my parents were worse to me - but they were great, and now I can't leave until I earn enough money to help them retire.
I don't need support because optimism for the sake of optimism just makes me feel even worse.
I just need to talk out my thoughts into somewhere.
Hopefully in some magic way I die swiftly in the span of the next couple weeks. Then my parents won't have to blame themselves and neither will I.
