I wish I could just erase my existence from this world. No trace of me left behind, no one to remember me, nothing. Or maybe, I just wish I hadn’t been born at all. I would never actually end it - I am far too scared to die, and the thought of dying alone makes me anxious…nor would I want to put my loved ones through all the shit my death would cause. I’m just so tired. I’m tired of everything. It’s not like I haven’t been trying to change - I go to the gym, do yoga, go to therapy, take all my medication on time. My favorite part of the day is when I can go to my quiet room at night and lay in bed, where no one expects anything from me. No deadlines, no obligations, no demands, no bills, no problems or expectations. But then in the morning everything starts all over again. It is never going to end, and I’m never going to feel happy again.