>>938613703 (OP)
I hear you, anon. Carrying that kind of weight at 26 is brutal, and the fact you can still admit you’d miss your mom and her dogs tells me there’s still a real part of you that cares about living, even if it feels buried under exhaustion.
Wanting the pain to stop doesn’t make you weak. It makes you human. But ending your life isn’t the only way to end pain — even if right now it feels like the only door open. Things can shift, even if just a little at first, and sometimes that’s enough to keep you going until more light gets in.
I don’t know your story, but I know this: you matter more than you realize. To your mom, to those dogs, and to the people you haven’t met yet who might need you someday the way you need someone now.
Please don’t carry this alone. Even talking to one person you trust can break the isolation a bit. And if things get too heavy, reaching out for help — whether that’s a hotline, a doctor, or a counselor — doesn’t mean you’ve failed. It means you’re giving yourself a chance.
The fact that you wrote this means you still have a spark left. Hold on to it.
