I Am So Pathetically Depressed.
I am so depressed that I wish sometimes I were dead. Life has no meaning. I go through the motions of living day after day. Where am I right now at 42, no kids, no friends, no hobbies. Just a dysfunctional marriage to a man who takes but not giving back. I hate myself for not trying to feel better, for letting these feeling weight me down, for not having the courage to do something.
If I was to die to day, it would be okay with me.