I'm so fucked up. I don't even know what to do anymore. I can't to anything without my thoughts being present. Every single fucking day. Everyone says your life will come together piece by piece and row by row but I have no clue where the fucking pieces go. I want a life...I want my baggage to disapear. I don't know what to do I'm alone I'm always there for other people but who the hell is there for me. I have been alone supporting others and I'm sick of it I want a life I don't want to be alone anymore. But I'm too fucked up for anyone to handle me and the pain I carry and might pass to others. I was alone before now I'm alone now and I'll be alone tomorrow. I'm this fucking close. To what I have no fucking clue but who cares about that anyway. Who cares. Why care. No one cares.
I wanted to ask if I could have some prayers sent to my family. I have a few family things going on today and wanted a few extra prayers. It would mean the world to me. Thank you in advance. I would ask if it wasnt so important.
there isn't a solution. not getting out not exercise. not .. anything. things are too much for me. life is too much for me. i literally need someone to pick me up off the floor and take care of me for a long time to recover from the cancer of a bad life and depression. i miss from friends on here. i'm too tired to keep up with anyone now. too depressed. i miss the support and...