I’m 19, two years past where I thought I’d live to. I am my friends therapist throughout my whole life, I’ve helped people, no matter the cost to me. When I finally got to the point in my life where I could stand up for myself and say what I thought I deserved, it always goes wrong. I’ve helped those I could. I’ve done things, I’ve lived. Now I just feel done, I don’t wanna try and make new friends, I don’t wanna go anywhere, or do anything. Im finished. I don’t want anymore out of life. I know everyone will move on and be okay, only two people Im worried about, my mom and my “adoptive mom”. They got support tho. I’ve done good, I made it farther than I thought I would.