I don't know why I am around. All I am is a burden to those around me. I don't know how they put up with me. I have trouble putting up with myself! Why am I still here? I have been having thoughts of suicidal ideation lately. I've called a crisis a couple of time and that helped for a bit. I even felt like a burden to the crisis hotline. Like, they could be helping someone else instead of me.

I think I am broken.