Maybe I had changed and everything around me started changing as well

I wanted to learn how to carry myself

She would have more room in her life for other things.

I was merely a body that existed day in, day out. Breathing against the powerful waves of time.

To being far away from everything and everyone - Stefanie Sybens, Letters from the What-Went-Before

I saw now that a part of me never felt good enough for anyone so I tried to be someone I wasn't.

This body had been mine my entire life and it couldn't have felt more foreign.

Ironic, isn't it? The moment you decide to kill yourself, you have never felt more alive.

No one had ever wanted me. And for some reason I didn't even want me anymore. I wished I could have stepped out of my body and given it back, like you do with a shirt that doesn't fit properly.

Maybe love had always been outweighing death