I feel like I will never have friends or a partner, because I’m severely ill and people don’t understand I have a significant mental illness. I wish the world wasn’t so ignorant. I have a mind that has been shaped by abuse and trauma since I was born. I think I will always be alone or preyed on, healthy people don’t want to be around me. Please, end my suffering, God. Just kill me. I cannot commit suicide, because it will hurt my family. I could die from the virus, but I don’t want to spread it to others. Just f*** me up, God. Drop an anvil on my head like Looney Tunes, put me out of his incredible pain.
