Dating at 42 is hard. I'm halfway through my life(if I'm lucky🤷) and I dont have much time left for potential and I've fucked up a good part of my youth...
I didn't know it was possible to hate yourself so much and be so depressed but not be sewer slidal.
It's really confusing. How can I hate the fact that I breathe but not want to end it myself?
I don't want anyone else to do it to me either.
I've caused so much pain..
I've only ever had 1 support system. They passed 2 weeks before my bday last year. My grieving was to much for my final love. Now I have no support, no love, and nothing to show for it