It’s scary how often I think about killing myself, it makes me realize how selfish I am, I hate myself, I only cause people problems and even in death I’d be a nuisance, I live such a worthless life

I think the hardest part of still living is to keep chugging on, even when you never thought you’d make it past a certain point and Christ it’s suffocating

Why do I have to care what, people think of me, why does it matter so much to me, why am I so selfish, god im garbage, I’m just ready to stop functioning