i wish i have never been born funnily enough i wa saved by the doctor at least twice in my life i don t understand fate really there are were many more deserving people to live than i am now i have to clear all this mess that i ve created i need to get rid of take care of so many thing i don t want my family to face all these problem after my death i don t want anybody at work to know i did not even want to create this post but by writing it the pain becomes more bearable and i can focus on finishing the thing i need to do at least that is the plan but there is still such a long road ahead of me and the pain is so unbearable so relentless and suffocating i would really like to give up sooner and i can t i want to escape my mind and my feeling be somewhere else not to exist would be paradise
i wish i have never been born funnily enough i wa saved by the doctor at least twice in my life i don t understand fate really there are were many more deserving people to live than i am now i have to clear all this mess that i ve created i need to get rid of take care of so many thing i don t want my family to face all these problem after my death i don t want anybody at work to know i did not even want to create this post but by writing it the pain becomes more bearable and i can focus on finishing the thing i need to do at least that is the plan but there is still such a long road ahead of me and the pain is so unbearable so relentless and suffocating i would really like to give up sooner and i can t i want to escape my mind and my feeling be somewhere else not to exist would be paradise
Deseo que nunca he nacido lo suficientemente divertido wa salvado por el médico al menos dos veces en mi vida no entiendo el destino realmente hay mucha más gente merecedora para vivir de lo que soy ahora tengo que limpiar todo este desastre que he creado tengo que deshacerse de tener cuidado de tantas cosas que no quiero que mi familia para hacer frente a todos estos problemas después de mi muerte no quiero que nadie en el trabajo saber que ni siquiera quería crear este post, pero al escribirlo el dolor se vuelve más soportable y me puedo centrar en terminar la cosa que necesito hacer por lo menos que es el plan, pero todavía hay un camino tan largo por delante de mí y el dolor es tan insoportable tan implacable y sofocante que realmente me gustaría renunciar antes y no puedo querer escapar de mi mente y mi sentimiento estar en otro lugar no existir sería paraíso