
kapa
Member
- Dec 19, 2024
- 44
It's always there. In good and bad the feeling I'm not worthy of living it's always there. Maybe I got it from my mother who constantly reminded me I ruined her life. Who regrets having me. Maybe I'm just broken. I feel like a burden, but here I am to afraid to ctb. I feel like alien, like a nobody, like I don't belong anywhere. Through the years I had hope in me left now I push away relationships with people because I just don't want to be here. I can't even enjoy the good things anymore.