Not sure I even measure up......

I don't want to kill myself....I just want to die
I read about what other people are going through and my stuff just seems so petty in the grand scheme of things. But I can't shake it, its like my head is being held underwater all the time and I am a hairs breadth from imploding. But it doesn't happen. I'm still here. Habit I think at this point. Get up...go to work.....go home....sleep....repeat....sometimes I eat and shower.

I feel like I have nothing left. Nothing left of worth to contribute to the world and nothing it seems the world wants from me. So why stay?

Even my personal issues really don't have the magnitude of others here.....so....essentially I am a null sum.....

 

Your stuff is just as important as anyone else's. If it's important to you, then it's important. It doesn't matter if they are big or small problems; if they are making you feel this way then they are very important.

 

Who defines what big or small is? It's all a matter of perspective.


"YOU CAN DEW IT!" - Crazy Dude from Water Boy