It’s like you’re screaming and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless. Like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back so that you can have the good.
I am totally heartbroken, dangerously depressed and swamped with suicidal thoughts.
I don’t want to be alive right now. I am going to take some zopiclone and sleep the pain away.
I’m sorry and I love you.