No it actually doesn’t get better
I really used to think it did
But my days now are darker than they were 10 years ago
When I tried to end my life
Once
Twice
Three times
And I still think about it
Just now I feel more selfish
Yeah I am loved
Good god I am so ******* loved
That’s why I can’t
But if I were to tell you that ******* about every day “being a blessing!!”
I’d be lying through my teeth
I hate it here
I hate me here
I hate here
I have everything that could make me happy
And I’m not
So no it actually doesn’t get better
And I still think about it
Just now I’m too tired.