I've struggled with chronic severe depression and generalized anxiety for more than half my life. The last ten years I've seen many doctors, psychiatrists, and therapists to help manage my mental illness all with all easing symptoms at least a little. I don't have the words right now to explain why everything seems too much or not worth it... But I'm finding the idea of dying young more and more..

Like almost idolizing it. Using all my savings and money my dad left me when he passed and just... Live in the city  and do whatever I want and just stop existing after a year....

Like a bathbomb or something...