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Bad diary day

Whenever I think about the future. I get really sad, depressed and dejected. When I think about the past. I feel regret, melancholy and suicidal. Everything I did wrong, everything that can go wrong. Is it worth all the pain? Is it? I canít see a way out. There is no way out. Why would there be? This is just torture. My own personal purgatory until I finally take my last breath and decend into hell. Where the tormenting will continue eternaly. Iím not special, Iím not worthy of luck or pleasure. I donít deserve it. Why would I deserve it. I did nothing to earn a great life. I did nothing to make anything worth while. Iím dead inside. A hollow piece of meat and bones. Cursed ro roam this planet until I can finally say goodbye to my son and daughter, knowing they can take care of themselves.
Vortex32167
Written by Vortex32167 (Stephan van Pinksteren)
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Another bad entry in my personal diary. One of many.
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