I’ve been fighting the urge to kms for years but I think sometime within the next year, by my 26th birthday I’m finally going to go through with it. My life is an absolute disaster. 


I’m 25 with thousands in debt from a college I didn’t even get to graduate from as my brain slowly turned to mush over the years. I barely remember anything I ever learned and good luck processing anything new. My physical health is horrible and now I rely on medicaid which isn’t that helpful with multiple chronic conditions.


I have exactly 1 friend and even then I think she just sticks around out of pity for me. We only talk every few months anyway. I’m not good with people so I’ve always struggled to make friends. I’ve also never had a relationship and still a virgin but I don’t ever see those things changing.


My dad is sick and I’m expected to be his caregiver. I’ve been a caregiver since I was 8 and my mom got sick, I’m sorry but I can’t keep doing this forever. I’m tired. I love my dad but idk if I can do this.


I don’t see the value in life anymore. The last therapist I saw told me I was a waste of time. The pills haven’t ever helped and I’ve been on more than a handful. I thought about seeking therapy again but nobody has any space even online. Idk I just wanted to vent a little. I’ve been thinking a lot and I really think this next year will be the year. It feels odd to plan so far in advance but I’m an overthinker