This time it’s worse. This time it’s more than I can bear. It’s controlling me and I feel like I am losing the battle against it.
This is basically where I am at, myself, right now.
It’s spiraling out of control to the point I am now what’s called passive suicidal. I don’t want to kill myself. Let me make that very clear. What I do want is to just not live.
I feel so incredibly broken inside. I am not OK.