
16thsatirist
predisposition? kinda silly
- May 31, 2025
- 20
this is kind of a discussion but also just me venting.
i had friends, a small but nice friend group, but it seems like as soon as i became suicidal—not openly mind you—i was just...left out of stuff.
it genuinely really, really hurts. i feel like if my friends would have done something like put in effort to take me places or invite me to parties with them, i would have felt better. still suicidal, but at least better.
it really feels like my whole world is ending. it has for a while, i guess i understand not wanting to be the one who ruins the party or the hangout, but it still stings. like a lot.
i have these horrible intrusive thoughts that tell me to call the cops on the parties they throw, which, i won't, especially because i know drugs are involved—hard ones at that—and i don't want them getting arrested. i don't know why my brain seeks out hate towards them. i don't know why i'm like this.
that's sort of why i want to ctb, i know it's gonna get worse. i'm not even planning in it, it's just cemented in my brain. i can't keep living if i have these thoughts, and the only way they go away is from medicine that i'll probably get addicted to.
i really, really hate this.
i had friends, a small but nice friend group, but it seems like as soon as i became suicidal—not openly mind you—i was just...left out of stuff.
it genuinely really, really hurts. i feel like if my friends would have done something like put in effort to take me places or invite me to parties with them, i would have felt better. still suicidal, but at least better.
it really feels like my whole world is ending. it has for a while, i guess i understand not wanting to be the one who ruins the party or the hangout, but it still stings. like a lot.
i have these horrible intrusive thoughts that tell me to call the cops on the parties they throw, which, i won't, especially because i know drugs are involved—hard ones at that—and i don't want them getting arrested. i don't know why my brain seeks out hate towards them. i don't know why i'm like this.
that's sort of why i want to ctb, i know it's gonna get worse. i'm not even planning in it, it's just cemented in my brain. i can't keep living if i have these thoughts, and the only way they go away is from medicine that i'll probably get addicted to.
i really, really hate this.