I have a very high stress corporate job. Every morning at 3am I wake up due to the stress of it and replay the plan of how I’d kill myself until about 5am where I fall back asleep for another two hours and wake up and go to work again. The thing is I’m too chicken shit to actually go through with it.
I don’t know how this became my life. Of course I need it to pay for a roof over my head because to live is so expensive.
I used to love life. I don’t know how this became me.