#Militaryptsd MST
I'm so tired of being tired, being fat, being lazy, being depressed, feeling lonely, feeling EVERYTHING but happiness and joy. I look in the mirror and hate what I see. I touch my body and I'm disgusted. I try to love others but how can I love anyone if i don't even love myself. Death feels like a vacation. Tired of pretending that everything will be ok... Tired of smiling when all i want to do is cry. Each day i wake up, I'm hanging on for dear life... Glad my husband has his the ammo because i yearn for a bullet for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.. Death feels like a vacation, wonderful weather, powerful and vulnerable all at the same time. Ammo isn't dangerous, it simply provides me shade from the sun...