So here it is, 12:30 in the morning, and I just don't want to live anymore. Been through tons of medical stuff, 19 surgeries, so many procedures, I can't count; constant pain, and feeling worthless and without value.
I swear I have more people who don't like me than do, or at least, those are who I remember the most. I always thought that if I could just get to______, then I would be happy; only problem is, I have gotten to ______ and happiness isn't there.
I've raised my sons, they're on their own; my husband, I'm sure will be just fine without me, and others will get on with their lives. I just don't want to live anymore.