it's not that nobody loved me my mom always stuck around when my life would spiral into addiction she loved me unconditionally when my father abandoned me i have the best family i could ask for my brothers, my sisters, my friends they all love me they've given me the best life they could but why is that not enough for me? i can't bring myself to put in the same effort it's almost like my life is on repeat every. single. day. i am so tired of fighting my demons i am ready to let them win and drag my soul to hell