Anyone else feel some form of survivor's guilt after surviving a traumatic childhood?
I used to have mental breakdowns every week, cry to the point I hyperventilated, and I wanted to off myself almost every day
so why am I alive? why am I getting medical help when I never wanted to live in the first place? My body should've been preserved to give organs to people that actually want to live, not get artificially sustained so I can not want to live and self-destruct for longer.
All of it is so fucking retarded
I used to have mental breakdowns every week, cry to the point I hyperventilated, and I wanted to off myself almost every day
so why am I alive? why am I getting medical help when I never wanted to live in the first place? My body should've been preserved to give organs to people that actually want to live, not get artificially sustained so I can not want to live and self-destruct for longer.
All of it is so fucking retarded