Before I finally go (Part 1)

TW// Suicidal Ideation.

Some days are just really hard to get through.

Some days are just really tough.

Where you feel numb and empty because of the pain.

It’s so hard to continue, even you can hold onto someone. It’s just… not enough to continue. I always remind myself to hold on but little did I know, I don’t want to hold on anymore.

I came to the point that, even my therapy and meds can’t save me anymore. Thoughts are loud, thoughts are hard to control, my own thoughts are traitors.

There are days that I’m motivated, but most of the time, I’m not. I’m motivated for the whole week, and I’ll be empty for the next weeks. I’ll be unrecognizable for the next months. And it’s a never-end cycle. Like you need to go in that phase again, to feel motivated. And it’s really tiring to fix yourself, and ended up messing myself worse.