I can not count the days which I have spent crying, weeping hoping that one of my parents, my siblings would check on me, comfort me just for no one to even attempt. First I hoped for someone to save me, help me which I never received. But even compassion is impossible to get from them.
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do not be sorry, be better
- Jan 8, 2026
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I have never felt so alone and depressed as when I got moved back into my mom's house after my last suicide attempt. I moved in with a friend and even in an empty house (she is spending a couple of nights at her girlfriend's place) I feel less alone.
