When did so many people start feeling so sad? When did the world become a place where everyone wanted to leave it?
I started thinking about how I wanted to end my life because I was having such a hard time living. I looked at how I have people around me but I feel so alone. I take pictures with ‘friends’. I smile as if i’m not hurting but I am. I try to act like everything is OK. I pretend that i’m happy and sometimes it seems to help. Its like I start to believe the lie.
Its hard to try to keep going but I have come to the realization that life will get better because there has to be something out there to live for. Whether its a person, an idea, or even your self. We are important even though we feel alone. No one is truly alone because there is always someone who will care.
I’m trying to overlook my feelings of doubt because there has to be a better tomorrow, where we all get to be happy!