I hope life finds me
It has been a while, people came and went, several nights passed, saw several dreams to escape reality but I am done with everything. It hurts I can't withstand being at my house. It is not home that I wished. Constant demeaning talks and fights are all over as if this is normal. Sometimes I wish I should end my life but then I think about my cat, who will take care of him, who will love him. It hurts living every moment at this place. I am so so tired. I hope I find peace. Please I can't take it anymore. Ahh I hope one day something will find me either death or good life. I would be more than happy to be away from this hell I live in daily. Yk if all this suffering was physical at least people could see that and maybe they support but what do I do with all this mental health breakdown that I have daily. Here no day passes when I don't cry or think of hurting myself. Why the hell am I still alive? What are you keeping me alive for? To see my good future! When will that come? And would that be worth it?