I'm just empty, I desperately want to know what's wrong with me, I think it's just me.

I've just graduated university and I should be happy, I did well. I was holding on that maybe this would make me feel some sense of achievement or happiness. Instead I just completed my last responsibility. 

I'm sorry, I have soo much to be grateful for but I just am soo consumed by my own state of mind. 

I am a burden to my sister and truly it may be better if I was just dead.