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I can’t feel anything anymore, i can’t eat. i can’t sleep. I don’t enjoy anything anymore. my friends bore me. my classes make me wanna die. the only thing i want to do is stare at my bedroom wall and think of all the ways i could kill myself and maybe work up the courage to do it. enough misery, enough bullshit for me i deserve to fucking rest.

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I have been unhappy for as long as I can remember. The only reason I am still alive is because I cannot stand the thought of bringing the people I care about that pain. I’m usually the one that is there for my friends, to listen and to help them because I care about them, but I feel like nobody is there to listen to me. I’m just so tired of acting happy and trying to be strong for others. I don’t think I can do it any longer.

Confession #3487

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