I believe I'm slowly dying.

Something doesn't and hasn't felt right. If I never come on again it's because it happened. Im really really ill and in pain. I can't lay on my back without my ribs feeling their caving in. I can't take big breaths. I can't eat well. I lost so much weight now. I'm 117. My ribs are sticking out. I've done so much damage I cannot undo and I'm so so scared. I cried myself to sleep. Sometime this year will be my last.

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Bang5luts · M

If you believe it, it will come true. Instead, try to see your pain and not feeling well as a cocoon and you will arise from this as a new person with a new frame of mind and a person who is destined for better things