Lately I've been really thinking and have no motivation whatsoever in life, but am putting up this face where everything is okay but deep down am a wreck. It's been over two months where am just thinking that i should enjoy my days as they come then when I feel like am done or too overwhelmed I can commit suicide, that's like my final solution.
Am a disappointment, i even wish at times that am the one dead instead of this young promising youths dying. I finally said this out loud. Wow! As I write this am not sad,am really comfortable with death and just being at peace with myself.
same here dear, the idea of death, being a forgotten dry skeleton gives me hope and calm. its the only ticket to get out of this vain suffering of this desolate rock of doom called earth