I reckon Saturday is the most common day for people to rope. For some reason, everything is elevated on this day. For sufferers in life with mental health, loneliness, addicts, it feels like we're in survival mode over the weekends.
Anxiety and Depression escalates and it can get really dark. You know that really dark place that we're all familiar with. It's at that point were in survival mode, battling with our mind. I also have trauma from a violent abuser to contend with, throw all that into a melting pot of combustible elements.
If we had an off button we'd have pressed it a long time ago, this life and our circumstances are fucked, it never began. No one would give a fuck if we died tomorrow. They would of course fake sincerity "aw he was such a nice lad", no one fuckin cares.
Anxiety and Depression escalates and it can get really dark. You know that really dark place that we're all familiar with. It's at that point were in survival mode, battling with our mind. I also have trauma from a violent abuser to contend with, throw all that into a melting pot of combustible elements.
If we had an off button we'd have pressed it a long time ago, this life and our circumstances are fucked, it never began. No one would give a fuck if we died tomorrow. They would of course fake sincerity "aw he was such a nice lad", no one fuckin cares.
