When do you say enough is enough? When do you accept help or admit defeat? I think the time is now. Yesterday I cried my way through the day, I continuously thought about death and knew sedation would not help me.
I am tired, so tired, of always seemingly getting it wrong, of having no one to talk to, of not being able to see the way out. I give up. I raise the white flag. Can someone please come and help me?