Every day I think about ending my life. throughout the day I feel okay, sometimes anxious, sometimes not. Sometimes sad. I have good days and bad ones. Regardless of my day, when I am alone I become severely despondent and I feel helpless. I remember ever single great pain I have ever experienced. I think so hard about how I could easily end it all and never have to deal with this nightmare of seeing all of my demons every time I’m alone. I feel so disconnected from the world and so alone. I question whether I really feel alive or not. Most days I can’t answer. Some days are an obvious no.
I’m so scared.