Sometimes I feel like I can’t do it any longer. I feel lonely, I feel neglected and I feel like it wouldn’t make a difference if I’d be gone for good. Then I see stuff, stuff that’s way worse than how I feel. I see children who work ten hours a day to make very little money which they have to share with their entire family. I absolutely despise myself for thinking about leaving everything and everyone behind while they have to live like that. I feel ungrateful that I can’t feel genuinely happy in this life while they always try to make the best of stuff. But still, I feel like closing my eyes, falling asleep and never wake up again.
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