I wish I could move far away and live the life I want. I wish I had the courage and the resources and the skills to go to a place and just be happy. But I can’t do that, because I’m always suicidal and I have no plan and I’m just fucking lost. It hurts how I allowed my life to get to this point, and it’s all my fault. I did everything I was supposed to do: the schooling, the degree, the job, the bills, and apparently it’s not enough for me. I wish I could hit the reset button and start again. Now I’m a worthless fuck who has no dreams or goals anymore. I’m broken, and I’m waiting on a miracle that will never come.