| Pain |
I can't get a job. Even McDonald's wouldn't give me an interview after I applied.
I have no energy. I walk, becasue I feel compelled to exercise, but also because I have to walk to get food and other supplies I need.
I don't have a car. I live in a place where you need a car.
I'm living off credit cards and going further and further into debt. This is very stressful.
It's not just me. Tons of people are living lives they hate. How many of us are truly living the lives we want to? Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Paul McCartney, Pete Townsend, Derek Jeter, and Messi come to mind.
The good times never last. You go out with friends, then it winds down and you're alone again.
I'm the result of a teen pregnancy. My father left when I was 2 years old, so I was raised by a woman in her early 20's. That's less than ideal. I'm a mess. At least I've never brought anyone into this cruel world.
My pain is both physical and emotional: everyday. Life is pain. Life is misery. This is my experience. If it isn't yours, you're lucky.
Before you accuse me of being a bitcher or a moaner, do your research. Suicide is always one of the leading causes of death. The CDC asked the media to not report suicides, because that just leads to more (copycat) suicides. I read that, in the U.S., the number of suicides has increased every single year since 1999.
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