I'm not sure what I'm doing here. I don't want to die, but I feel like my life is meaningless and that everyone would be better off if I wasn't around. I'm unemployed and have been for months, I've had a lot of interviews but I can't get my foot in the door. I've never had this problem before, it's always been easy for me to find another job.
I'm married, and my husband is struggling to keep us both afloat. He's so stressed and I know I'm the reason. He's so sweet and kind and funny and it's breaking my heart to see him so miserable because of me. I'm dragging him down with me.
One of my closest friends just asked me to stop asking her to hang out. That really fucking hurt. I told her I would drive to her house and we could just watch movies but she said no. I haven't talked to her in weeks and she doesn't seem to care how I'm doing. I'm so confused, because a few months ago she poured her heart out to me saying that she feels like she hasn't been a good enough friend to me and she wanted to put more effort into our friendship.
I feel like things aren't going to get better. Every day I wake up and feel guilty for being alive, but I don't want to die. I think I'm selfish that way. I'm not sure what to do, a part of me wishes i could run away and live in a cave somewhere where i can just be a fuck up without hurting anyone else. Anyways, thanks for reading all of this. I hope everyone else feels OK.
I'm married, and my husband is struggling to keep us both afloat. He's so stressed and I know I'm the reason. He's so sweet and kind and funny and it's breaking my heart to see him so miserable because of me. I'm dragging him down with me.
One of my closest friends just asked me to stop asking her to hang out. That really fucking hurt. I told her I would drive to her house and we could just watch movies but she said no. I haven't talked to her in weeks and she doesn't seem to care how I'm doing. I'm so confused, because a few months ago she poured her heart out to me saying that she feels like she hasn't been a good enough friend to me and she wanted to put more effort into our friendship.
I feel like things aren't going to get better. Every day I wake up and feel guilty for being alive, but I don't want to die. I think I'm selfish that way. I'm not sure what to do, a part of me wishes i could run away and live in a cave somewhere where i can just be a fuck up without hurting anyone else. Anyways, thanks for reading all of this. I hope everyone else feels OK.
