83. Wading through mud.

I have no fight left.  I didn’t sleep last night.  I’m exhausted and have felt hungover all day. I’m dehydrated and I’m now sore from burning again.

There’s too many things to fix, to many obstacles to overcome. I can’t do it.  My heads going to explode. I’ve never wanted to ligature before coming in here.  Today it’s all I can think about.  Not to kill myself but just to pass out for a bit.  To get a little respite from this life.  I’m too tired to kick Wilson today.

I need to talk, but today I don’t have it in me to ask for help.

Loopy x.

Author: insideloopyshead

On paper I have the perfect life, good career, supportive and loving partner and a beautiful little son. But today I want to die. It’s time to set my thoughts free. Come along with my daily mental adventures and gain insight into warped thinking and it’s hazards and maybe support me along the way. View all posts by insideloopyshead