I'm bloody struggling.. I feel this horrible rage, and I usually end up taking it out on myself. I wish I lived higher up
than just the 1st floor, I already feel like running head first towards it (the window) and diving straight through it, but all
that would achieve is a sore heid, as the housing has just put double glazing in.
Would I be any higher up I'd open it and dive through it though.
I just don't have the energy anymore to fight this daily fight, and being a miserable depressive moaning waste of
I want to die, well you know, that 'wanting to die' one, where you just don't want to be here anymore coz it's
all too much..
If I really wanted to die I suppose I would've done it by now.. Or would I?
Coz it's not anywhere near as easy as it sounds, suicide... It's bloody hard. To find the right method, one
that's definitely gonna work (not like any of my countless previous failed ones), and then finding the
courage to go through with it and knowing the hurt and pain you leave behind..
I just don't wanna struggle anymore.