Look, the reason I don’t tell you any of my problems is because it’s none of your business. But also because I feel pretty guilty about the fact that it’s my fault that I feel like killing myself every single f****** day. I tell myself to change but it doesn’t do s***. I talk to a therapist but she can’t help me because on the inside I don’t want to. So, if I were to tell someone, they would just state the obvious, which is to stop whining about being inside a shithole that I put myself into and just f****** “change” which is useless because I tell myself to do that every night but look at me. DID IT DO S***? Nah. I’m still addicted to the same drugs, still want to shoot myself with a 12-gauge shotgun, and still haven’t stopped all my horrible habits.
