Venting My hopes for recovery turned out to be a shit.

[shame]

I did everything for recovery, not just for my family who takes care of me as much as possible, but also I had a hope. Finally I come to terms that it was an illusion and self-deception. Psychotherapy. tons of meds, doctors, distraction, trying to stay positive. All of this is a pure shit. My mental health just declining as well as physical. I'm tired. I don't want to struggle everyday anymore. All of that don't worth it. No. All I dream about isl to rest.
Not everything in our hand. It's a delusion. I made sure. All in all, what the fuck I have to suffer, for what..? For my family who witnessed that and can't do nothing..?
I love them more than life. But I can't anymore. MY limit is exhausted, long time ago.

 

[FuneralCry]

I understand just wanting to rest, to be at peace from all the suffering is all I hope for, I also feel so tired of it all. But anyway I wish you the best.