TW// Depression, Suicidal Ideation, and Self-harm.
I don't know why the world is so cruel to me.
I feel like I'm starting to lose everyone.
My parents died. I feel so alone.
My sister also died.
Everything was so fucked up, I don't know what to think, what to do, and what to feel. Everything is so fucking hard.
I should've ended my life back then, so I won't be able to feel this pain anymore. I should've not stayed. I should've just died.
"Briana?" I heard Aunty knock on my door.
"I won't go... Aunty." I already know why she knocked. Today is the day that my parents and my sister will be buried. I just can't... see them. It reminds me that they are already gone.
"Don't you want to see them for the last time?"
I want to. But I can't.
It hurts so much.
Mom... Dad... why did you leave me? My sister... wasn't able to see this world. Do I deserve this? Do we deserve this?