32 weeks, 20 years old
i’m 32 weeks pregnant, my fiancé left me, i live with my dad and brother. i have no friends and i feel like a burden to everyone. at this point i feel as though i’m just waiting for my daughter to be born so i can kill myself. not be morbid or sound like i’m seeking attention, but i genuinely don’t want to hurt anymore. i don’t want to be the reason everyone’s stressed about how ends are going to be met. i feel as though my daughter is going to be truly better off without me. i can’t do it anymore. i’ll spend the time in the hospital with her. i’ll write her a letter so that she knows i do love her, more than anything in this world, but what i did was for the best. her dad and his family will be perfect for her. i just can’t do this.