why did i never get the grace from others when i was so so sick that i gave to them without hesitation? why was i not allowed to be the one who was helped instead of helping at the cost of my own health?

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why did i never get the grace from others when i was so so sick that i gave to them without hesitation? why was i not allowed to be the one who was helped instead of helping at the cost of my own health?
everytime i see those "love yourself", "be kind to yourself", "people love you" posts, i feel something. it's called cringe.
I will just always be a liability
A fawn crouched in the weeds
No one there to reclaim me
the funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything into perspective.
what if i didn't do anything. i didn't go back to work. i never saw anyone again. i never moved out. i never got away. i never went to treatment. i didn't clean my room. i didn't get more tattoos. i didn't wait for my package to come. what if these things didn't feel like i had to wait. what if i didn't stick around for them anymore. i don't need to. if i'm gone it means nothing. why did i think it meant anything in the first place
About exactly 365 days ago, I made the promise of offing myself before 2022
And, well. Here I am. I'm here. Me. On 2022. I still don't know how to feel, but hey... that's at least a statement.