i genuinely don’t have motivation to do anything. waking up and going throughout my day is so difficult for me and i almost just wish i didn’t have to anymore. i have a family and a boyfriend, but i just don’t care enough to keep going for them. i feel like a shitty person for that but i can’t help myself. i hate every aspect of myself. i’m constantly being called disgusting and lazy by my mother due to my self negligence, but i don’t care about myself enough to do those things. i truly feel comfort in the idea of me just not existing anymore, and i don’t care about the repercussions my death could have on anyone i care for. my life isn’t even bad enough for me to be feeling like this but i do, it feels hypocritical.
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