Fucking stupid title I know.
Could have been a better attention getter like I’m going to kill myself but where’s the fun in that. Really though it has crossed my mind.
Some people would call it selfish, weak, blah blah blah.
Some people would understand but really not many people do.
We all feel like shit. We all go through stuff that we think that no one can understand or could ever imagine. We all feel as if the littlest things are the end of the world. Most of the time, let’s be honest, we just want attention. We just want someone to care, someone to reach out and comfort us, feed us bullshit lines that everything will be alright. Well most of the time it’s true. Everything does get better.
But there is always the exception.
I’ve dealt with depression heavily before all this cancer shit and it was immature, childish, highschool bullshit. I got over it. Lived my life and moved on.
Things change. People change. The hand your dealt all of a sudden isn’t as good as you remember and thoughts start to form.
These thoughts haven’t gone away. It wouldn’t be selfish either.
It wouldn’t be selfish.
There’s other people suffering too…….