"I could have built the pyramids with the effort it takes me to cling on to life"

Death felt like a very sweet, kind option.

There was nothing for years that had given me any sense of peace. People think that wanting to end your own life is a cowardly exit, right? Or that it's that you can't handle life. But, when people actually get to that point, it's because death feels like a warm embrace. It's your only option. Hopelessness doesn't even describe it. This is just, well. This is my only option now.