There are so many things in this life that I wish could end. My life being one of them. I know it's not a good thing to think about or obsess over. But hey this is life and that's what happens in life. Call it depression, call it anxiety, call it a mixture of the two. Call it whatever you want. But I want to die. I don't expect anyone to understand my reasons for wanting death over life. Maybe it's because I miss my dad so much, I want to be with him on the other side. There's nothing for me here. Not anymore. I mean what can be done about this? I fear there's nothing that can be done. I feel so lost without the ability to do anything about it. So lost and afraid and alone with my thoughts. Such thoughts can be dangerous to have. I don't know if I have the ability to overcome these thoughts. They constantly bother me, they annoy me. I need to figure out a way to move on. Move On. What an odd combination of words right now considering I'm moving. It woul...
Let's face it, life is hard at times. I don't know how else to say it. I mean there are just times in life that doesn't make sense. I'm not quite sure I can understand everything that happens or goes on. I wish I had the ability to grasp something, anything to make things have sense. Some kind of sense is all I'm seeking for. If I could find a way to make this life better, I would make it work out for me. But again, I don't know how to do that. Maybe I'm not meant to understand anything. Is that possible? I think it quite is. So many things I wish for and I can't seem to manage to make things work out for me. I guess I'll never know what's going to happen in life. I don't think anyone ever knows what the future will hold. They can take a wild guess at what might take place or happen, but there's no real telling what will happen.