I think I’m better off dead.

I think I’m better off dead.

I don’t know how to say this without sounding dramatic, but I feel like a burden to everyone — my friends, my family, even myself. It’s exhausting waking up every day feeling like I’m just taking up space, like I’m more of a problem than a person. I try to push through, but the weight of it all just keeps building, and honestly, I don’t know how much longer I can pretend I’m okay.

I’m not sure why I’m even posting this. I guess I just needed to tell someone — anyone — because holding it in feels impossible. I’m tired of feeling like this, and I’m tired of feeling guilty for feeling like this.

I don’t know what to do.