Depression is to be expected in end stage disease. I can't fix me. No one can. It's not like we didn't try. I do appreciate the people who helped me give it a go. I feel I can't fight anymore. Too little blood left, too little hope. Why do I still care so much? I need closure.

There was a time, before I was born when I didn't exist. I'm not afraid of that time. Soon will come a time when I won't exist again. I'm not afraid of that time either. 💜💜💜