I can feel myself becoming disillusioned to everything and everyone around me. This year may well be the end of me. I don't know who I am anymore. I feel this buildup of something inside me, clawing and growing, pushing me further into this pit of self-hate, disgust and disappointment. My choices have led me to this person, a person I never thought I'd become. I find no joy, no happiness, being content is non-existent to me. I keep replaying how my life has come to this, regretting the choices I made that led me here. Forever stuck in this dark limbo of depression and self-hate. I deserve to be here.
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