I don't want to live without my mom She is 91. Without her, there is no point to carrying on. There is nothing for me to look forward to anyway. My life is over. I have probably wasted it. But at my age almost 65, there is nothing. I have a sister who hates me and that's it. Whoever is last to die, will be the end of the family line. A decent family, a smart family, but we lost my dad too early and my beloved little brother far too soon. There's nothing ahead but misery. What's the point of further struggle. I don't understand what happened to us. Poor genes? Lack of drive? Bad luck? Or just the shitty life that we go through. Some do it better than others. I think too much. I despair. Thanks for allowing me to write this
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