I don't understand why after all this time I feel I am stuck in the same place I have been since that horrible morning. I don't know the meaning behind what happened or what is happening, I can't find the answers for any of it. I don't know how to dig out of the hole, I have tried medications, therapy, nothing, anything.. it just seems nothing is helping.
I feel incredibly selfish in that there are so many that are fighting so hard to stay alive through illnesses and I am over here just wishing I would not wake up. It feels like the more time that passes that harder this hurts, the more empty I feel. I know it is possible to get through this I have seen and watched others walk this same path..
I wish only that there was a clear purpose and meaning for my life.