
lattebrew
Member
- Oct 22, 2023
- 22
It's been almost a year since October, the month i genuinely believed I wouldn't live past. I gave things a try, I stayed hopeful, I tried my best. But I still don't see a point to anything. I don't want to live past next month. I always get bad during this time of the year. Fuck, I don't even remember how the past year went. Time is merging with itself, my days are all the same, there's nothing special in this life I'm leading. I feel so ashamed. Student debt is scary as fuck, future jobs, careers, hardships. All that is fucking hard. I don't want to deal with anything anymore. I just want to die. It's so weird saying that. I love my friends, my parents, family, but I don't love who I am and that makes me struggle to love life. I live everyday with dreadful anxiety I can't get rid of and it's so fucking suffocating. I'm tired.