I often think of killing myself
I hate my life. My dad is in the military but I never really knew him. I'm 25 and still dont. My mom is a herion addict. Luckily I've never done drugs. I can be pretty emotionally detached. So my life life has always been difficult. No one ever feels like I love them. The lack of ability to show people I care or keep the people I care for in life often drives me to thoughts of dying. Recently it's been thoughts of driving into a tree. It use to be killing a bunch of bad people mainly drug dealers and pimps. The goal would just be to take out as many as I could. I try to keep my emotions under control. I use to be full of rage. These days I'm not mad anymore I just don't see that point in living if I can't even love someone. What is a life without love?