I don't want to cry anymore, I hate it, I hate that I'm so weak and give in so easily, it's so hard to bloody fight this and I don't want to have to cry every single day for the rest of my life and live waiting for the next up. I genuinely think I'm all broken, I'm not normal, I'm not right, not like everyone else. I've fought self-loathing for ages, I've tried everything to make things better, but there's nothing much I feel there's left to exist for. I don't have anything, I don't have anyone. I would give anything to disappear, it's not worth it anymore