All this suffering , is it even worth it? Everyday , to do one task seems so impossible. 

Something is missing inside me I don't know, something inside me has died long time ago.

I used want to do stuff, make friends, have a life.

But, something died inside me, ever since then, I am just existing and I want this life to end .

I don't belong in this world.  This world belongs to ppl who have money or ppl who can make money.

I wish my parents owned a home or something, atleast I can try to live there for awhile . 


Without money,  you can't live , when u can't even get up, how can I make money.

No , motivation. I am turing 36, I have been depressed since 22. Its not getting better, just worse.


I wish for death everyday.