The last week has really convinced me that dēath would be a relief.
Nobody understands my struggles with health and every day is so exhausting. I don't have any other options.
I've been pulling away from people, to get them used to me not being there and also because my health can't stand how much it takes out of me to be there for people in any kind of way.
I can't even be there for myself.
My days pass by scrolling on my phone, and this ain't the kind of life i want for myself but it's the only one that doesn't tørture me as badly.
Life is still a tørture to be a part of tho.
This life is not worth the tørture i go through everyday.
I've made the decision to start dealing with some loose ends and then I'll probably go. It's my final gift to myself. Others are clueless, absolutely nobody knows so it is sitting on me kinda heavily.
I wish it was easier. I wish i could dîe in my sleep