I feel so bad. I can't even write poems. Been talking to someone and their responses have been getting kind of short (or that's what I sense). I'll let them have their space then. But I'm lonely. I have literally no one and I'm running out of reasons to stay alive.

I know I have a lot of things to stay here for right now - like family. But I don't enjoy my life at all, and I feel like it just won't be worth it in the end. Like, one day I'll be 80, looking back on my long life

Sigh.