One of the Major

Plot lines in my life over the past 6-8 months is that’s it’s taken a Herculean amount of effort just for me not to give in to just ending my life but still having to pretend like nothing is wrong or going on or that I’m perfectly fine in spite of literally everything else Or maybe it’s not really Herculean since that implies it’s a struggle that I’m working towards. If anything my death would still require some effort so maybe I’m just lazy and ineffective rather than some tough and resilient person