I promised myself that I would never rant on reddit again. But I have nowhere to go to for this.

So here I am.

Everything has been so chaotic lately. Honestly, there's not much to say. Everything sucks and I'm so stressed and I know for a fact that it will only get worse. I can't do it. I waste my time and feel worse. I hate leaving my room. I hate my body and my mind and myself. I use humor to cover it up but god. Goddamn it I hate myself. When I finished cutting myself yesterday, I tried to choke myself with my headphones chord. It felt awful. It was scary. But it felt so nice. I want to do that again. I want to go through with it. I want to never wake up again. I want to evaporate or burn or explode or be crushed. I want to stop existing.