You know there’s nothing left for you when you don’t feel the need to say goodbye anymore. All my life I’ve spent hours trying to end my life, each time reaching out for help. But I’ve realized recently that there’s nothing to be here for anymore. The therapy doesn’t work, the friends I loved left, my family doesn’t love me, my boyfriends abusive. I ran out of people to reach out for. This right here might be the last time I’m ever heard from and no one here even knows me. Maybe this is my last time reaching out. And you know what? I find peace in that. If anyone ever reads this thank you for giving it the time of day. I’m sorry if it was a waste of time.
