I ended up here because I wanted help
I'm busy with work every day, and I don't have time for myself.
Day after day, I'm chased by work, work reluctantly even in my dreams, get scolded, and cornered by having nightmares over and over. I don't have a single friend to go out to play with, and no one close to me to talk to. I hit my family every day, and I don't want to live a long time anymore, and I think it's okay to die at any time.
I think the world is all about money. I think I have no choice but to work because I don't have the talent to generate money myself, do work that I don't want to do in this way, and live boring days full of stress without getting much money from working. I have nothing and no talent, so I have no choice but to live such a boring life.
I'm often told to find small pleasures and happiness, but to me, it only seems to me that every day is made that way. I think that's enough time to relax.
Anyway, every day is hard, there are no fun things, I just want to die quickly, and I'm lethargic and sad. I don't think I can get any more words for this unpleasant way of thinking, but I thought it was the last rescue ship, so I posted it.
