Like the more I remember the ways my mom failed me, the less I actually care about what my death would do to her wellbeing. I think I’m starting to lose something important.
Why don’t any of you take your lives? What keeps you grounded?
Like the more I remember the ways my mom failed me, the less I actually care about what my death would do to her wellbeing. I think I’m starting to lose something important.
Why don’t any of you take your lives? What keeps you grounded?
For me I thought I’ll stick around until things get even worse. They got better instead and I ended up in a relationship too. As long as she wants me to I’ll stick around and help her instead of offing myself.