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... because right now, I'm staring at my own reflection in the mirror and I don't recognize the man staring back.
I'm holding razorblades in my hands, and I want to slice up every vein I have and fall into oblivion.
I don't know what to do. I've done things I'd never thought I would do.
I want to die. I want that eternal sleep I once experienced when I overdosed and those minutes of nothingness where I don't exist.
But I can't. I've gone too far to protect and help my family, but I feel so fucking alone.
Like the weight of the of world is on my shoulders.
I'm lost. I'm running in a maze of a self-designed hell, and I can't get out.
I know this is pathetic, that I've brought this on myself, but fuck.
I just need someone to tell me it's gonna be okay.
I'm holding razorblades in my hands, and I want to slice up every vein I have and fall into oblivion.
I don't know what to do. I've done things I'd never thought I would do.
I want to die. I want that eternal sleep I once experienced when I overdosed and those minutes of nothingness where I don't exist.
But I can't. I've gone too far to protect and help my family, but I feel so fucking alone.
Like the weight of the of world is on my shoulders.
I'm lost. I'm running in a maze of a self-designed hell, and I can't get out.
I know this is pathetic, that I've brought this on myself, but fuck.
I just need someone to tell me it's gonna be okay.