I am not better, I am not strong will as before, I even don’t know what I do want. I don’t have any plan to the future, I don’t have any idea which could be my job, It’s more, I believe I won’t word anymore. I don’t feel like anything in special.
I am not better, I am simply taking lots of pills that don’t enable me to think, not in the good, not in the back ones. So I think less than before about kill my self, but I can’t solve any problems either. I am like body drifting on the sea, but it is not swimming