There were times when I was little, I remembered that I had to deal with some shitty stuff, my childhood were not that great to be honest, and there was always this thought that often crossed my mind;

“Sometimes, I wish I had never been born”

Tell me I ain’t the only one that thought/think about it. I know it’s a fucked up thing you can think about. I’m not perfect. I’m a mess. Everyone is. Some are just good at hiding it. Some are not. Like me. Hence, this post. But yeah, sometimes I wish I’d never been born at all.




What did I do wrong?

A question I ask myself constantly.

A question where I always feel like giving up every damn time.

A question that I don’t have an answer to.

A question that seems like an easy one but the hardest to figure out.

A question where I find myself in the darkest pit of my thoughts.

A question that I,



–I, I just don’t know.