Tired_of_myself
Member
- Jan 2, 2024
- 80
Every day that passes, everything seems more stupid, superficial and meaningless.
I'm approaching 34 years old and I've lived many lives up until now - I've had different kinds of jobs, I've traveled to different parts of the world, I've traveled to some parts of the country playing music, etc.
In the midst of all this, my mental health is getting worse. Last year, I have been swallowed by sadness after long years of psychological abuse and depression. Life stopped making sense and I dropped everything an hide. I took a part-time job just to support myself on a basic basis, excluded social media and kept in touch with few people.
The truth is that I look around and nothing makes sense. I don't know if my +30 age or the long years of depression... but the truth is that I'm thinking seriously (and secretly) about CTB again.
Everything reminds me of the failure I feel about myself, just as everything seems like a gigantic effort by everyone to prove who they are. I have no desire to prove myself...
My method, I believe, will be by carbon monoxide or nitrite - I am studying it here.
Last year I survived hanging and taking medication… I don't want to take any more risks and make mistakes.
Meanwhile, I live each day without hope
I'm approaching 34 years old and I've lived many lives up until now - I've had different kinds of jobs, I've traveled to different parts of the world, I've traveled to some parts of the country playing music, etc.
In the midst of all this, my mental health is getting worse. Last year, I have been swallowed by sadness after long years of psychological abuse and depression. Life stopped making sense and I dropped everything an hide. I took a part-time job just to support myself on a basic basis, excluded social media and kept in touch with few people.
The truth is that I look around and nothing makes sense. I don't know if my +30 age or the long years of depression... but the truth is that I'm thinking seriously (and secretly) about CTB again.
Everything reminds me of the failure I feel about myself, just as everything seems like a gigantic effort by everyone to prove who they are. I have no desire to prove myself...
My method, I believe, will be by carbon monoxide or nitrite - I am studying it here.
Last year I survived hanging and taking medication… I don't want to take any more risks and make mistakes.
Meanwhile, I live each day without hope