Livingvsdying25
Enlightened
- Dec 8, 2019
- 1,188
Jus rambling before I eat finally. Been feeling so much body pain & general emotional pain that I haven't been able to eat yet.
It's just so much more comfortable these day's being real about being done with living. "Giving up" so to speak.
I always have tried my best in life even when options were limited. I had to to survive all the abuse and shit but now... while I feel like I failed I'm kinda ok with it. It's been a long fight and a long time coming.
Unless I sit & spend my day aimlessly which I hate / gets old reallll quick... then I'm done. I'm gonna purchase my method soon and I'm going to try. I might fail but trying to die feels better than trying to live.
I force myself to live and obviously it feels fucking awful. Then like today I slowly accept that maybe my time is up and suddenly it doesn't feel so bad. I still feel like shit but there's major relief in dying.
I always thought that if I just kept trying hard enough, if I just found a way to live through these suicidal times, if I just forced myself to change my mind & focus on healing... that if I did all these things it'd get better. If I did all these things I wouldn't want to die.
Im kinda sick of the notion that one can just keep pushing themselves to get out of suicidality. It's not like that. It's just not something I can particularly control. I can keep living despite wanting to die but that makes me sooo miserable.
In hindsight I've been waiting years to die. Years to live alone. Years to be able to execute a suicide plan.
I dunno... im finding some peace in being ok with not being able to not be suicidal and not being able to live when I don't want to.
Im finding peace in knowing my life is the best its ever been and I'm still giving it up.
Im finding sooooo much relief in knowing that I am finally ready to kill myself/at least ready to buy the methods.
It makes me hate myself even more when I am trying & forcing myself not be suicidal. Being suicidal is one thing but hating living is also another. I've been suicidal while wanting to live & still having hope. It isn't like that anymore. I feel the suicidality that I was used to before.
So I guess I'm just feeling less like a failure and more like... an adult with autonomy. I had so many influences persuading me to live but nope not anymore.
Sure there is still some influences but bc I value my own opinion more it's easier to be ok with dying. It's what I want.
I just hope that when the time comes I am able to end it.
My back is sooo sore from yesterday's toxic shame/inner critic/RSD attacks. Like all I have to do is feel strongly and I can barly move . Im only 24 so its sad to feel my body deteriorating. This is something people really are not understanding. I can literally feel my physical capacity waning. It's terrifying tbh. All my bloodwork comes back relatively normal. Ik/my doctor now knows theres something more going on. Not sure what. Hyperthyroidism is very likely but it isnt the cause of my limit physicality. So there's more. Don't really wanna add to my 7(?) diagnosis when im already drowning with the current ones.
Anyway this was all just word vomit bc I'm hungry from my medication and crying less/feeling a little less horrible.
Killing myself by the end of month makes me feel ecstatic. Im scared but very excited to have an out now.
Anyway my Korean corn dog is gonna be here in like 5 mins. Hoping to sleep after this.
It's just so much more comfortable these day's being real about being done with living. "Giving up" so to speak.
I always have tried my best in life even when options were limited. I had to to survive all the abuse and shit but now... while I feel like I failed I'm kinda ok with it. It's been a long fight and a long time coming.
Unless I sit & spend my day aimlessly which I hate / gets old reallll quick... then I'm done. I'm gonna purchase my method soon and I'm going to try. I might fail but trying to die feels better than trying to live.
I force myself to live and obviously it feels fucking awful. Then like today I slowly accept that maybe my time is up and suddenly it doesn't feel so bad. I still feel like shit but there's major relief in dying.
I always thought that if I just kept trying hard enough, if I just found a way to live through these suicidal times, if I just forced myself to change my mind & focus on healing... that if I did all these things it'd get better. If I did all these things I wouldn't want to die.
Im kinda sick of the notion that one can just keep pushing themselves to get out of suicidality. It's not like that. It's just not something I can particularly control. I can keep living despite wanting to die but that makes me sooo miserable.
In hindsight I've been waiting years to die. Years to live alone. Years to be able to execute a suicide plan.
I dunno... im finding some peace in being ok with not being able to not be suicidal and not being able to live when I don't want to.
Im finding peace in knowing my life is the best its ever been and I'm still giving it up.
Im finding sooooo much relief in knowing that I am finally ready to kill myself/at least ready to buy the methods.
It makes me hate myself even more when I am trying & forcing myself not be suicidal. Being suicidal is one thing but hating living is also another. I've been suicidal while wanting to live & still having hope. It isn't like that anymore. I feel the suicidality that I was used to before.
So I guess I'm just feeling less like a failure and more like... an adult with autonomy. I had so many influences persuading me to live but nope not anymore.
Sure there is still some influences but bc I value my own opinion more it's easier to be ok with dying. It's what I want.
I just hope that when the time comes I am able to end it.
My back is sooo sore from yesterday's toxic shame/inner critic/RSD attacks. Like all I have to do is feel strongly and I can barly move . Im only 24 so its sad to feel my body deteriorating. This is something people really are not understanding. I can literally feel my physical capacity waning. It's terrifying tbh. All my bloodwork comes back relatively normal. Ik/my doctor now knows theres something more going on. Not sure what. Hyperthyroidism is very likely but it isnt the cause of my limit physicality. So there's more. Don't really wanna add to my 7(?) diagnosis when im already drowning with the current ones.
Anyway this was all just word vomit bc I'm hungry from my medication and crying less/feeling a little less horrible.
Killing myself by the end of month makes me feel ecstatic. Im scared but very excited to have an out now.
Anyway my Korean corn dog is gonna be here in like 5 mins. Hoping to sleep after this.