March 8th, 2018

Anatomical Natt

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I'm at my lowest point in life. I'm helpless to improve my situation. I wish I were dead. I'm not suicidal. But I do think that would be easier than the constant thrum of pain and regret and humiliation inside my skull. I've lost my family. I've lost my hope. I want to scream, but no one is here to notice or care.