I’ve been having suicidal ideations for awhile now. Usually regarding all the prescriptions I have. I started taking sleep meds and they bring me so much bliss. I’m scared I’ll get addicted. I’m depressed to all hell and just don’t feel like I need to be here anymore. I’m supposed to be moving soon. But I can’t take my ESA as the people I’ll be living with won’t let me. My family won’t keep them and I’m having a hard time rehoming them. Not that I want to. I was talking to someone who I really do love. But I’m pretty sure I pushed him away with my mental health issues and problems. I just feel so alone nowadays. Used, hopeless, stuck, lost. They tell me I’m not but I know I’m just a burden. It’s hard not to believe I’m not. Maybe I’ll take another sleeping pill to help me forget for awhile. I wonder what’ll happen if I take more than one