I don't want to be here anymore.
I (27m) am exhausted. I am constantly scared. I am constantly anxious.
I don't think my life is going to get any better. I don't think I want my life to get any better.
I don't know how I'll ever be able to live alone in this economy. I don't know how I'm supposed to live with my family.
Everyone is always aggressive. Everyone is always sad. Everyone is always selfish. Everyone is stressed, and everyone hates each other for past mistakes.
Because I'm a good person, I have relationships with people, but I don't want to be with those people anymore, but they want to be with me.
I don't know how I'll ever cut these people out my life. I don't know if they'll ever change to be better for me.
I want to die. I want to go. I want to get sick, and die. I want to stop caring about fights in my house. I want to stop caring about being afraid of being the favourite. I want to stop worrying about what my actions will cause my family because I can't even enjoy my days anymore.
Everyone has their motivation to live in this shit world. I am some of those people's motivation. I have no motivation for myself to want to live.
Everyone is just always ugly with each other. I can't anymore. No therapist helps. No amount of coping mechanisms change what happens daily in my house. How the people treat each other. How the people interpret each other.
There's chronic pain. There's constant money stress. There's continuously fights over everything that happens.
I want to move on. I'm tired. I've lived enough. I know I'm technically still young, but I don't have anything I want to live for. Everyone else can just go on with their lives if they are so happy being angry and hating each other and stressing.
I don't want to do this anymore. I'm so tired of living. I'm so tired of trying to make peace so that I can have a good day.
I don't know if I'll ever have a good day again. I'm so tired. I see no point to live and just want to die.