I dont feel that I can be happy again. I just don't believe it. i haven't smiled in weeks unless it is forced. i haven't wanted to do anything but mope in weeks. I truely don't want my life this way anymore. No, i dont think that i will kill myself but if i happened to swerve into a medium or got cancer again i think that i would welcome it. my ex hates me, my family is gone. they were the reason i was getting my mba. to provide a better life for them and me. What is the point, if i dont even like myself, what is the point?
