It's only when I'm in my room does it truly scare me. The world outside doesn't feel real to me. It feels almost like a kind of simulation and if I die, it doesn't really mean anything.
I feel the same about the outside world feeling unreal, but it deters me from ctb more than anything. It's when I'm alone that I feel real and only when I feel real do I recognize my mortality for what it is: limited, pointless, and painful.
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