Everyday wake up I pour me some orange juice and sit at the kitchen and think. Wondering if I am worth it. My burden, my problem, my pain. I made the chose to keep it to myself. I don't open up because It will be used against me. I have been alone and I will always be alone. I don't belong anywhere.
A couple of days ago I went back to the therapy and I told her that am not coming back and she was right about me. I wasn't mad nor sad.
I really don't matter. At the end of the day, it was mine chose to make. I stop believeing a long time ago, Don't care about hope and faith, nothing special about me, Positive and negative, and much more.
Don't be like me and not seek help. You guys have people who care about you, love you, support you, want you to get better and much more.
I rather feel pain than nothing at all. I give up.