Last year, I gave myself one more year before i ended it all.
It’s all coming to an end now, this is my last week.

I feel like i gave all i had left to the ones that cared about me, or at least gave me the feeling of care and love.

I tried so many things that I used to find fun but now I just feel hollow. I think that living just isn’t for me anymore.

Some people might be sad once i’m gone but at this point I feel like I have more reasons to leave than to stay.

At least I tried my hardest to find more reasons to live.

Truth is, I’ve been suicidal for so long the idea of death doesn’t really scare me anymore, I’ve just accepted it.

However i’m still grateful to have experienced to things that I did

Thank you for everything, although whoever read this probably has no idea who I am.

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