Have you ever been so sad that you just wanted to end it all? End everything that you've ever worked for? Just to free yourself from the misery you're putting yourself through? By overthinking so much, that you create scenarios in your head that may or may not be true? Well, I'm feeling that way right now, feeling like I don't want to live anymore, and sadly, I've become used to this feeling, but I shouldn't be... these thoughts drain me and make me feel like I'm in some type of tight chokehold, and I might give up any second now, might stop fighting for myself, because I feel like I have nothing left to fight for. Sure, I have good moments in life, but the bad ones outnumber them. The tightness I feel in my chest is unbearable, my staggered breath is killing me, and my frantically beating heart seems as if it may give out before I do... I'm just tired of all this, why is life so unfair? Why do I feel like I have no friends? Why do I feel like I'm unwanted? Unloved? Unappreciated? Why am I still living? I'm just a useless person who people can live without... I'm sure no one would even notice if I was gone... cause nobody cares... I'm in an ocean, chocking, trying so hard to float, to not drown, but these thoughts keep me underwater, doing their best to drown me, and I think they're succeeding, and these thoughts are like heavy weights on my shoulders, and they will never set me free...

~This isn't really a short story, but I'm just feeling so down and depressed, so I thought I would write about how I feel, cause that's the only way I can cope with it...~

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and are having a way better day than I am❤️
<Love you babes>