So, recently, I went to prison for a few weeks and then got out.
After that I had to go live with my mother because I couldn't go back to my dad.
I found a job and had to move to a new lease because the place my mother was staying at was kicking us out.
Now I live in an apartment and my mother has began to become insufferable with her demands.
It has affected my job and now I'm on the verge of being fired and not passing my 90 days.
If I get fired from this job, it will be my mother who will have to provide, and she will be difficult.
During all this, I've constantly thought of suicide. The sweet release of not having to deal with issues anymore.
Thinking about the cold barrel of a gun pressed against my mouth fills me with joy and elation.
I just want to cease to exist so I can escape this constant torment.
I just want my brain to cease with its constant worries and complaints.
I dream of ending this constant insufferable garbage.
My eyes are sore from all the stress and anxiety I feel.
God I just want to get a gun and feel my brain matter fly.
It sounds so satisfying.

7557627 If it's not working out, move out. You have a job now, you can provide for yourself. You don't need anyone in your life anymore to shit on your head.