The brain strain won't kill but it makes me wish I was dead, can't stop replaying events that led to this, living in constant regret in my sleep even, im trying to change the past with my mind and stuck in this brutal reality, it feels like a special hell created for me. The pleasure of sleep has been replaced with agony, im exhausted and hurting and in despair after every nap, there's only about an hour of feeling calm in a whole day. I've been bed bound for 15 hours, my body gets no exercise, the rot is starting to set in and my appearance is increasingly unhealthy. I might attempt to hang myself again i can't deal with the headaches and the hell I go through, ive already seen what it's like for me to be dead, which is having no interests, energy, focus, fun, love, liveliness, enjoyment, pride, peace or pleasure, just the extreme opposite of all the things that make life worthwhile. I have no reason to live except for the sake of being alive and because dying is not easy to do. This existence is the most disgusting of all, I would rather have spent my life as a heroin junkie than have had one injection of this god forsaken poison, i was on a good path, i was gonna do everything now I'm gonna do nothing because nothing is enjoyable and everything is pain.