i just want to be enough for my family, to not feel like a failure all the time, to not think they’d be better off if i was dead… i hate what i see looking back at me in mirrors and reflections and cameras, and im tired of it. I want to be able to give my daughter the life she deserves, but instead we’re stuck in a s***** apartment, not even making enough for rent, having hours cut for “being sick” when that “sick” is caused by the stress of not making enough money or getting enough hours… im tired of this life and i want to die. not to kill myself, but to die. if a car were coming right at me and all i had to do to save myself is take a step to the left, i wouldnt move a muscle.
