Continuing feeling like a teenager
But not in that giddy way anymore. I want to die. I am done being alive. There is nothing left here for me anymore besides the cats. I can't handle the anxiety. No amount of starving it or trying to run it off, makes it any better. I want to die. All the good people are gone. All that's left are pieces of shit. I want to die. I haven't lived for years, just merely existed. What's the point of life if you only work to pay bills? I want to die. I'm just so done being here, nothing makes me happy. I'm dead inside already, why can't the rest of me follow?
I want to die.
But not in that giddy way anymore. I want to die. I'm done living. The only thing left here for me is the cats. I can't stop this anxiety. No amount of starving it or trying to run it off, is helping. I want to die. I don't live anymore, I haven't for years, I have merely existed. What is the point of being alive and alone and working just to pay bills? I'm done with this life, I'm done being alive. People are all just pieces of shit. And all the good ones are dead.