Mental Illness Fellowship Northern Territory

I fee so small right now. So insignificant. Like a tiny dot that could be so easily erased. Vanished without a tiny trace. I've lost all care of myself. Once high functioning, productive and living a reasonable life. Now reduced to nothing. I am no one. My heart bleeds with the losses I've brought upon myself. It is I who has caused this insignificance. I can no longer be proud if myself. I have failed on every single level. Yet I breathe in and out, forced by the biology of my own cells. I continue to exist even when I longer wish to. There is no joy in this darkened room. The silence compounds my isolation and emptiness. I cannot bear to see the light of a new day. It only brings more sadness and despair that I continue to breathe.