I want to disappear, and I’m ready to leave.
The past weeks have been incredibly stressful and anxiety driven, like many of you probably can relate to…
But I’m done now.
I don’t want to anymore.
I’m close to a breakdown and too scared to tell the people around me how bad it really is right now. I don’t want to go through this again, I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Do you know what I mean?
My whole body is in pain and my thoughts are so toxic, and I’m trying my best to aid both of them, but I can’t do it properly.
I’ve been thinking a lot again about relapses, self injury and suicide.
I don’t want to go there, but it’s so tempting…
I might do it tho…
What have I got to lose?
I’m a looser and a failure, no one who’s successful in life, or noticed much. I’m invisible, and no one misses the invisible.
I’m sorry for wasting your time, I just have no one who listens to me at this time of the night (it’s in the middle of the night for me). I’m not sure if anyone is reading this, but if you got this far, thanks buddy, I’m sorry you read all this.
Good night, friend.