I don't do this very often. I don't call for it, but sometimes bottling it up stops working. I'm at a breaking point. I feel like there's anvils on my shoulders. Like I can't move. Like I'm trapped.
I'm to the point where i'm afraid of living. The point of revering.
I'm the one who offered tarot readings right?
I never told anyone, My Cards.
The Fool. Meaning, a new start or beginning. Judgment Meaning, everything I do has a balance. Good or bad. And lastly.
Death. The end of the journey. I'm so afraid. I just don't wanna live anymore. Can someone please...Help me?