A lot of trauma in my early life, absent drug addict parents, all kinds of abuse, dealing with mental health issues for as long as I can remember. Then I fell into drug addiction myself during teens, caused a lot of trouble for my grandparents, grandmother passed away last year whilst I was in a psych ward after overdosing and I didn't get a chance to say goodbye, left dealing with a lot of regret and grief. Only a few days ago the person that I love most ended their own life, I did not get to say goodbye to him either. Have no hope for anything. Deep emptiness and consistent anhedonia. Uninterested in getting a job, I never even finished school so I doubt I could get a job I would ever want. Seems as if tragedy follows me everywhere I go. Have a habit of getting myself into bad situations time and time again and I am heavily self-destructive. I do not know life without violence. Exhausted and I just want out. I do feel bad for my grandfather, though. Wish I could hold on until he passed so he doesn't have to see me go like that but I just can't. I do not think I am suited for human life. Barely able to look after myself and it's so shameful.