Tw; depression,suicidal thoughts
All i ever wanted was to be enough. Really, i didnt ask for much, i just wanted to be enough. But i am not and i'll never be...i dont even know why i keep writing books and stories when i know no one likes them. They probably suck. Like their writer. Like me. Maybe i do it as a distraction, maybe to feel better. Sometimes it works, sometimes it dont. I just want it all to end. And i don't think anyone except maybe 3 people in my life would care if i was gone. I'm sorry i dont even know why i'm writing this here. I just can't keep it inside me anymore. I just want to be enough...