The sudden urge to remember all the bad things that happened because of me, all the people that would be better without me, all the pain me and people around me wouldve been spared of... I dont know man, it makes me feel like I shouldve never been born. This was one of my first stages on the evolution of my suicidal ideation, but man it does get so overwhelming on my birthday. I want love, but I do not think I deserve it.
I want to be happy...