i want to die. i want to kill myself so bad. my mom passed 3 years ago from leukemia. my world ended right there and there. felt like life wasn't worth living anymore. i think i started to become depressed when she left. my life only revolve around my bed and food. i can't even sleep months after she left. my dad keeps on telling me, until now, that if i keep doing what I'm doing then i should probably end up like my mom too. i cried everytime he tells me this. why would he bring that up? i cant fucking do this anymore. the more he says that, the more i wanted to die. i wanna go to my mom. i missed her so bad. every day, every night.