u/Commercial_Traffic_5

I just turned 18 last week, i got diagnosed in 7th grade and my life feels utterly miserable. I live in a stuck up part of texas with hella Jesus freaks. I wake up thinking about death, my death, suicide, i see everyone getting everything handed to them while my mom is in despair, my family has always struggled, never have we been consistent. Im all alone in it, i dont know how to handle the heaviness as ive pulled my weight for years but im reaching a breaking point. I just want to be a rich bitch who doesnt feel these things or think this way. I wish i was shallow and beautiful. Im just so suicidal and irrational. Ive been on and off with the meds. Feel free to talk about anything i really hate life

Do our assumptions leave imprints on our karmic continuum? Is it the same as intention? these two often confuse me. Thank you in advance