Navalskimo
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I don't know what to do. I only know not to give up. I pray for and imagine my death all the time. In the military I prayed each night for a stray bullet to ricochet and hit me. Now I pray for a blood clot or anything to end the endless racing in my mind of the abuse, regret and any other negative thing that has ever happened. I have come to the conclusion that no one can understand my agony. So I stick to the military code of fake it till you make it. I honestly don't care about myself and that scares the hell out of me. I only force myself to make it another day so I don't hurt my family, but by living I also seem to cause them grief by not really being there mentally. So each day things are getting harder and harder. I am getting tired of the game. I am stubborn enough to stand my ground, but I fear that one day I will feel that I would be helping everyone around me by just checking out. Sorry if this has come across as some sort of woe is me thing. I just needed to actually put my feelings out in the open and vent my frustrations.