I can’t do this anymore. I hate myself so much, it’s suffocating me. It’s getting closer and closer to swallowing me and I just let it come.
I’m trapped. I desperately don’t want to live, I desperately need to die. But I can’t do that to my loved ones. So I live everyday and I suffer. And I suffer, suffer so so much.
You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.
Daniel Saint
Can you please end this if you don’t want me? Because I can’t. I can’t do it. I won’t be able to forgive myself for ending it if we had a chance. And some part of me desperately clings to that tiny chance. Maybe it’s all in my head. I don’t know which it is. So please just do it. Because I can’t make sense of what you want anymore. It’s an earnest request, leave me if you want to.
Just put me out of my misery.
“Just because someone hurts you doesn’t mean you can simply stop loving them. It’s not a person’s actions that hurt the most. It’s the love. If there was no love attached to the action, the pain would be a little easier to bear.”
— Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us
I can’t imagine a future. It feels as if I’m not meant to be here
I never thought that our happy moments could turn into sad memories.
Happy Mental Health Day everyone