I have very bad days, when I see reality, and understand im fucked and some days, I have just the desired to die, because regretting or trying to make my situation better is just next to impossible.
Some days, I'm a little better because I think I might be able to do / create / something that I will want to do.
Somedays I found myself not here, not there... dont want to die, dont want to live...
however mate, you still here with us
so are you writting something this last days?
how are things not bearable this past few days?