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I messed up everything.
My baby calls me and cries her eyes out saying how she didn't want things to change.
I'm drowning.
I never wanted any of this.
It's just getting heavier and heavier.
I miss my partner.
I really messed up.
She made every day worth living.
Now it's just constant depression.
Endless mourning....
11/29/22 was the worst day....
I relive it every single day.
I just hope she's not suffering anymore.
I gotta find my own way.
Or just get out of the way.
I just feel like it would be better if I weren't around man.
I mess up everything I touch.
It's endless drowning man.

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