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every year i reach new lows and wish i killed myself earlier

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I really wish I could just die

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i don’t think anyone notices when i need them the most, or when i’m depressed, or when i think about disappearing. i don’t think i am actually that important to anyone.

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It gets worse when people just say like just get up early and get some exercise...

Man i dont even want to wake up ever again

One simplified way to describe depression is the feeling of chronic exhaustion that doesn't go away even after enough sleep. Like everything feels like a task that requires enormous mental effort, even when it's just basic things such as doing dishes or brushing teeth. It's just constantly feeling drained for no apparent reason.

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i hope this is my last year

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I don’t want to kill myself I just want to disappear forever, please

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I’d be more lovable dead

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And i hope it comes soon...

The only thing I look forward to in the future is the day I die.

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Yeah i stopped living 10 yrs ago...

i wasn't meant to live this long and that's why i don't know what to do when i feel this awful

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And there is no one who will listen...

i'm tired but i can't sleep because my brain wants to talk

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Sometimes I wish I could just make myself dissappear.

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I’m Unworthy.

I’m unworthy..

I’m unworthy of having a home.

I’m unworthy of having a safe place.

I’m unworthy of having food.

I’m unworthy of having an apartment.

I’m unworthy to live a decent life.

I’m unworthy to live a normal life.

I’m unworthy to keep or be kept.

I’m unworthy to money.

I’m too unworthy to be important to anyone.

I’m unworthy of having stability.

I’m unworthy of love.

I’m unworthy of family.

I’m unworthy of friends.

I’m unworthy of peace.

I’m unworthy of a car.

I’m unworthy of a good job.

I’m unworthy of comfort.

I’m unworthy of clothes.

I’m unworthy to society.

I’m unworthy of life.

I’m unworthy of a healthy mental.

I’m unworthy to God.

I’m unworthy to the Devil.

I’m unworthy to everyone and everything I come across.

So why am I still alive?

I have nothing and I’m unworthy of everything.

The worst way to exist.

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Also stressed at everything all the time...

I feel so detached from everything and everyone it’s nauseating

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Wouldn't mind dying in my sleep tonight.

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I wish i was dead 10 years ago.....

I hate myself.

I hate my face.

I hate my eyes.

I hate my ears.

I hate my nose.

I hate my mouth.

I hate my lips.

I hate my hair.

I hate my neck.

I hate my shoulders.

I hate my chest.

I hate my back.

I hate my belly.

I hate my hips.

I hate my arms.

I hate my hands.

I hate my fingers.

I hate my skin.

I hate my crotch.

I hate my thighs.

I hate my knees.

I hate my legs.

I hate my feet.

I hate my ankles.

I hate my toes.

I hate my smile.

I hate my laugh.

I hate my scars.

I hate my stretch marks.

I hate my bones.

I hate my body hair.

I hate my voice.

I hate my mind.

I hate my thoughts.

I hate my dysphoria.

I hate my depression.

I hate my anxiety.

I hate my eating disorders.

I hate my trauma.

I hate my nightmares.

I hate my past.

I hate my memories.

I hate my childhood.

I hate my adolescence.

I hate my adulthood.

I hate my existence.

I hate my life.

I just hate every single thing about myself so fucking much...