Writing something down is so different to saying something. And no one knows it's me, it's a comfort knowing that. I don't need anybody to worry or feel sympathy, I don't know what I need but I just need something.
I've thought about writing something before or talking to someone but who? I have family I can talk to, and I have the most supportive partner, I have very few close friends I can talk to, but I can't explain it, they know me so how I feel now they won't understand.
I have a beautiful daughter, a lovely home and my boyfriend is perfect so why do I feel lost... I don't know if that's the right word.. Lost but I'm struggling to get a grasp of my life, and it makes me feel all kinds of guilty.
I don't know how this happened to me, I've shut myself off from everyone, my family and friends.. I still talk to them but its robot conversations.
For some reason I can't pull myself together, I'm drowning in something that I know only I can change. I feel I have no purpose. I used to have a good job, I left because I wasn't seeing my daughter and now Im struggling to put myself out there to go back to work.. am I scared of something? I have no hobbies anymore.. But I can't find interest in anything I dont enjoy anything, the things I used to like I don't anymore. I have no independence, I lost that, I lost myself but I don't know how, I don't have a bad life so why do I feel like this. Its frustrating to me. And then I cry. I always wondered what goes through someone's mind before they decide to end their life, how bad do things have to get. For me to end everything or pull myself together.. I want too. I want it better.