Most of the time when people are hurting they’re told they have so many people supporting them/to live for, and I have ~no one~ in my corner so I’m just continuing on for myself, and I’m just not worth it honestly
Nothing makes me happy or brings me joy anymore. I don’t have an appetite & have to force myself to eat most days since I’ve already lost a lot of weight. Can’t sleep. I genuinely don’t think that I’m meant to live like everyone else and grow old, and I think that is okay
I’m so tired of living. Every day is exhausting. I don’t even have anything to live for so what’s the point. I’m just simply here and existing when I’m miserable and don’t see the point in continuing on.