Sometimes, I feel like there is no point in living at all. I have seen every P-doc and every therapist and tried every med. I do really well for a while, but then it comes back and i feel like I am always carrying around a 1031204 pound burden backpack filled with anxiety and depression. I know there is nothing anyone can do I am going to have to manage this the rest of my life. I don't want to do it anymore. I have been so strong for way too long and I am done fighting. I am tired and I just want peace. All I do is ruin relationships and never can finish anything... I am done. I just want peace. I don't want to be a burden to anyone anymore, and I thank everyone who tried to help me.
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