I should be blessed, I have food, I have a stable job, I have money in my account, I have a roof over my head, but yet…suicide is on my mind. I’m weak. I’m dying alone and I have no one.
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SW-User
I felt the same last night.
Sometimes we just wallow from the loneliness. Having no one to go to that we can be vulnerable with and not fear of beaing judged.
