Somehow, I haven't had an empty bank account for about fifteen years now, mostly because I mainly buy the essentials, yet the misery only grew, the loneliness ever increasing, and the one thing I'd like the option to have is to end my life.
By the way, if anyone has the time, and desire to read (mostly about this sort of topic, although more abstractly psychological, philosophical), message me... I sometimes write quite a bit, but no one usually wants to read...