Since its summer

I think I have every reason to do this.

​My dad passed away last year. Now my mom is really, really sick, and she has a major surgery this year—I’m terrified because I don't even know if she’ll make it. Even though she's this sick, she started a tiny baking business from home, just making bread so we can survive.

​I’m drowning in my own head with non-stop anxiety and panic. It’s hard enough that we’re suffocating from a financial crisis, but we don't even have running water or a basic bathroom at home to wash ourselves. And instead of supporting me, my family does nothing but criticize me and compare me to everyone else.

​I’m just so tired of fighting. I’m completely exhausted.