When does it stop seriously I can't cope rn and can't ask for help. I'm. Sick of struggling. Every day is the same. There are no better times or happy days. Just the days we're i cant stand living anymore. Noone really cares or notices im dying inside. I wish so many days that I was never born. I was just a mistake anyway. The world would be a better place without me in it. Noone needs or wants me here.
Why does this stuff go around and around my head.
Please don't tell me to go to my Gp. They don't understand me. No Dr does.
Why does this stuff go around and around my head.
Please don't tell me to go to my Gp. They don't understand me. No Dr does.