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Depression


I hate myself, my life and everything else. I don’t want to be alive anymore. I can’t take this. Every single day I hope to die. Near enough every few minutes I’ll have thoughts to kill myself. I am so lonely and broken. I don’t have a job. I watch the same things over and over again. The pain is tearing me apart. I hate what I have become. I have no hope. I am not grateful even though my situation can be worse. I hate myself with so much passion. I can’t get a job and I don’t have a place in this world. I don’t want to be here. I need to die but without the pain. I hate living. I don’t know what to do but I have lost all sanity and forgot how the world works. I was destined to be a failure and here I am abiding by that. Just let the pain stop and let me die. What is the point of this existence? I can’t do anything right. I have no drive nor passion. Brushing my teeth is a task in itself and a lot of the time I don’t even do it.





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