Anonymous
Extremely depressed and ready to fucking kill myself about it. I'm hanging on for many reasons- because I know I'll get through it, because I know it would destroy my loved ones, because I know I can do more good than bad if I stick around and suffer. I want to just go to sleep though, why can't I be lucky and just not wake up? I'm the wrong shape, burdened with so much more in my head than I ever wanted, and forced to be this way forever. There's no fix and no solution, only what scraps pf respite I can scavenge. I don't want to be a part of this sickness anymore.