Letter to myself, dear friend

Dear friend,

I just want to fade away, slowly, unnoticed, I want to stop struggling with the fact that this is all I'll ever be, but even that seems out of reach, it's like the cruelest joke, stuck in a loop of stagnant nothings unable to break free or end it.
Oh how I wish I could end "it".

~myself

Trigger warnings
There are talks of depression and potential self harm

This is a story about someone who feels alone and their friend is themselves, they write to themselves like they are writing a letter to a friend, seeking guidance and attempting to get things off their chest, maybe it's relatable or thought provoking, I'm also open to suggestions.