I Don't Regret Burning All My Bridges

It's just unfortunate that right after that I end up needing some charity to have any hope of recovering. Not that anyone in my life would have helped anyway, was more a false sense of security having them around when I had myself stupidly convinced they had my back. But like. Now I can't even ask for any help because I would only be doing it to use them and wouldn't want to conform to their way of being in return. So uh. Yeah. I had my moments of luck in my life, but I guess that couldn't last forever. I couldn't keep up with all my problems in the end, and my leap for freedom and independence and rebeling against the sicknesses in society played a huge part in killing me ultimately. I really don't regret choosing the fights I did, but it still sucks to lose.