I feel kind of embarrassed and ashamed about this, but it was something I hung on to as if my life depended on it.. or well, it sort of felt like it did.

I know that I should be trying to live for myself and myself alone, but I can't. I can't find the strength to live for myself and I need to have another reason that I consider a good reason. I don't care enough for myself, but if my wellbeing will make someone else happy or feel better, then I will.

I tried living for multiple reasons…

I think i lost my last reason to live