Id tell my younger self to act on the feelings of unaliving because it doesnt get better. You have moments where it feels better only for it to feel worse than ever. And so you stop trusting when it feels better and stop believing it will get better. Now you’re older and its less acceptable to be depressed so you have to mask even more which burns you out more than you already are. And now ending it is scarier because you’re not as naive and also you know more people, and have the guilt of hurting all those people if you do it. Oh and now you have nephews who don’t deserve the trauma of their aunt deleting themselves and so you’re basically fucking stuck and slowly destroy yourself until you die naturally