Well... every year it just gets worse. Im not alone anymore... but it looks like i will be eating instant noodles far a month. Goodbye health, goodbye life, goodbye sanity...
I tought i was a good person with the potential to help others fighting depression. But it looks like I will end up as a bum on the street... noone thinks it could happen to them... untill it happens.
Fuck i really dont know how to feel. Im afraid. All this mental shit and now this on top... lord, im tired... im so tired all the time.
I want drugs. Hard drugs. I want to get away form this place.
I tought i was a good person with the potential to help others fighting depression. But it looks like I will end up as a bum on the street... noone thinks it could happen to them... untill it happens.
Fuck i really dont know how to feel. Im afraid. All this mental shit and now this on top... lord, im tired... im so tired all the time.
I want drugs. Hard drugs. I want to get away form this place.
