Hi,
Sorry but I need to vent off!
At the moment I feel like I'm just a burden, pile of rubbish that it's stopping the family from moving on and pulling them into the deep well that I'm in. Errr I'm so useless ðŸ˜
I truly believe they would be better off without me, without the weight that I'm on their lives.
I'm feeling sorry for myself... I'm so selfish... sooo weak... so nothing. Some people can see that I'm suffering and trying (or pretending) to help and inside I'm already dead. No will to move, no will to do things I used too. Only have will to smoke... and cry!
Don't believe in happiness or love. These seems to be so so fake feelings, child's play... to feel something that it's impossible to exist.
Sorrow I believe, it has been my 30 years companion, my loyal friend. And as anyone that I had in my live saying it was my friend or that loved me only brings me pain.
I want to go...