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- I was broken from the inside.
- The depression slowly chipped me away, finally devouring me.
- I could not beat the negativity.
- I hated myself. Even though I tried so hard demanding my memories that kept getting cut off to ‘wake up,’ all I got in return was silence.
- I‘d rather stop if I cannot breathe.
- I asked who could be responsible for me.
- You’re the only one.
- I felt utterly alone.
- It is easy to say “I‘m going to end it.”
- It is very difficult to actually go through with it.
- I’ve been struggling through the difficulty.
- I told myself that it‘s just me wanting to run away from everything.
- It’s true. I really did want to run away.
- From me.
- From you.
- I asked, “Who‘s there?” It’s me. It‘s me again. And it’s me the third time.
- I asked, “Why do I keep on losing my memory?” They said it‘s due to my personality. I see. It’s all my fault.
- I wanted someone to notice (my suffering), but no one knew. Of course, they wouldn’t. They never met me before.
- I asked why people live. Just. Just. They live “just because.”
- If I ask why people died, they would probably say they couldn’t bear it any longer.
- Troubling thoughts flooded my head. I never got the chance to learn how to change dull pain into pure joy.
- Pain is just pain.
- I kept reprimanding myself not to do so.
- Why? Why can‘t I even end my life with my own will?
- I tried figuring out the reasons for my pain and suffering.
- I already had the answer. I was in pain because of me. It’s all my fault that I carry so many imperfections.
- Teacher, is this what you wanted to hear?
- No. I didn’t do anything wrong.
- I used to think that it’s so easy for doctors to blame your personality for the suffering in their calm voice.
- It surprises me how I am feeling this much pain. Those people, who have suffered worse than I, seem to go on living perfectly fine. Those weaker than I am live on as well. I guess not. Among the living, there is no one who is suffering worse and no one who is weaker.
- The only answer I got back was “just live nevertheless.”
- Asking the purpose of life more than one hundred times is not for me. It‘s for you.
- I wanted to do it for me.
- Please don’t say things you don’t know.
- How could you ask me to still look for re
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