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I don't want to be treated this way anymore, I'm alive, I'm here, LOOK AT ME. I'm so exhausted. I will only be loved once I'm gone. And if I need to make that happen quickly just to feel that love, I'll almost do anything for it. I'm tired I'm tried I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired

I hope God forgives me and understands that I'm in pain. I'm truly so broken, I fear retribution. Please god, when I'm at the end, please smile upon me. Please be nice to me. I want someone to be nice to me, I want someone to see me, I want someone to hear me, I want someone to hold me and tell me everything is going to be okay and good, I want , I want, I want, maybe I wanted too much, that's where it all went wrong

My mental spiral is public, yet hidden in a small pocket of this niche little blog. I truly desire to be seen. But the continuous concept of my life, I'm good at suffering in silence. Sure, I will have breakdowns in front of people, but I never truly say what I feel. The feeling of pure uselessness and isolation. There is something about being a person that I don't seem to understand and be happy with others. I think I'm ready to die now, I had a good run, and I tried my BEST, BUT IT WASNT ENOUGH, I WAS NEVER ENOUGH, IVE BEEN WASTING MY TIME THIS ENTIRE TIME, I LEARNED NO GREATER MEANING FROM THIS. IT WAS ALL SAD TOTALITY

Whatever, who cares, nobody cares, no one will see this. I just wanted to be loved, but I think I'm unable to love and be loved. Maybe not tonight, but I will try to clean my room and clear my belongings so me being gone will be easy to clean up. I'm easy to clean up, put away, and forget about.

Please let me go and put me to rest. I'm tired

I want to die so bad, but I know as soon as I get home, I can't even bring myself to do it, I will try to cut and slice again, but I will coward out of that as well. I'm only desirable to drunk people, Im tolerated by sober people. What's the point of my life, I can't make him happy, my family, my friends, or myself happy

I don't think I make the person I'm supposed to marry happy. I do my best and try my hardest. But I'm not good enough. He still feels lonely. I want to die. I'm not even worth this much, I failed my only purpose in this life!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

no one I know personally will ever see this, but if you do, please come save me, maybe I'll be better soon, but please, help me

I hope things will get better, because I truly feel like I'm going to go haywire and end everything soon, very very soon.

What do I do when I have more bad days than good days, I'm supposed to be happy, I'm supposed to be happy, I'm supposed to be happy. Why can't I be happy?? I can do as much self care as I want, wake up early, exercise, eat good, have good laughs, and a comfortable roof over my head, but I still feel numb.

I'm disappointed constantly