Sometimes I wonder why the hell am I still here. Why is my heart still beating when the feeling that took over is emptiness? Why, when I want to end it all, I don't do it?
Most people would say "because you don't really want to die".
Yeah, that may be true. Maybe I just want to get out of this situation. But it's a "maybe". And I would find myself pretty selfish to give up on everything when people have it way worse.
What I'm sure about is that I keep going. Not in the best state, but I try to put one feet in front of the other. Even if I stumble, even if I fall. But I'm not doing it for myself, otherwise I would let myself slowly dying without taking care of myself.
I do it for the ones I love. I don't love all of them the same, but I love them.
For my parents
For @-Diana_Black-
For @a_guy_now
Thank you all for being here, for existing, for being born in the first place.
Thank you.
