I just don't see what the point to my life is now
I’ve had that feeling twice now, once in 1990 and again early in 2024. Both times I thought about bringing my life to an end. Obviously, both times I survived. It’s grief, my friend, only grief. It’s a bunch of emotions that we use to deal with loss. Normal, natural and horrible.
I promise you that it will pass. Just march through each day with courage and sooner or later, you’ll find yourself smiling at a puppy or a sunset without also wanting to cry.
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