How Am I Supposed To Succeed At Life When On Most Days My Best Is Getting Out Of Bed. I Have No Energy

Some things break you so fucking bad that you spend the rest of your life wishing you hadn’t survived it. Because death would be better than the pain you have to live with everyday

That feeling of helplessness never really goes away does it, when you realize that the person you’d do anything for, doesn’t give a fuck about you. So you just sit there feeling so small and pathetic, wondering how something like this happens. How one person can mean the world to you and you are nothing for that person.

my brain saw the slippery slope of unhealthy coping mechanisms and grabbed a fucking sled

Is there a word to describe “i’m trying my absolute fucking hardest and it’s not good enough”

I don’t wanna live because it’s not worth living with all this pain and completely unloved

i’ve been suicidal for so long that i’ve just been assuming i wouldn’t live even as long as i have so i never thought about anything long term and now i have no idea what i’m going to do and i’m more afraid to live than i ever was to die

“What hurts the most is having to pretend that none of this hurts at all.”

— “im perfectly fine”

“I don’t want to die, I just don’t want to exist any more” sounds mild if you’ve never experienced it, but it is in fact a horrible, violent way to feel.