DyingToDie123
she/her
- Oct 25, 2023
- 385
Warning: incoherent rambling ahead.
I had a lot of big feelings last night. Since I deleted all my social media I have nothing to fill my time anymore so I just sleep and it's reminding me about how I can't function. I can't cook, I can't clean, I can't shower, I can't do laundry, I can barely feed/walk the dog. And I was just reminded about how I used to have friends who offered to help with these things and now I don't and wow I wish I did, I didn't know how good I had it at the time. And that just led to me thinking about how alone I am and how everyone I care about hates me and I just felt the need to ctb so I tried.
First I tried partial hanging. Researched a bunch of threads, set up, put all the pressure I could on the rope, still nothing. I broke down, hugged my dog for a little bit, then got ready to go to the bridge.
And then I got to the bridge and without even thinking I jumped over the barrier (for the first time ever!!!) but then I immediately got scared and jumped back to the bridge. But I was like, now I know I can jump the barrier, I just have to do it. So I tried to push myself to do it, would give up for a bit and walk back to my car and then in the process would hear the voices of my ex-friends saying shit about me and then I would walk right back to my spot on the bridge and try again. And I swear SI just made me incapable of doing it again. I got so frustrated and eventually gave up and sobbed the whole way home. Because everyone thought I was an attention whore for my suicidal ideation but here I am, going to this bridge night after night and telling nobody!!!
because I have nobody left who cares!!! literally nobody notices me doing these things!!! and it hurts so much!!! Maybe the fact that I want people to notice and care makes me an attention whore but also the fact I haven't told anybody says that I'm doing this for some other reason, like I'm actually in pain, and I wish people knew I was actually in pain but that would make me an attention whore. Stupid circular problem.
I found myself just desperately wishing I had just one friend left in my life I could call but literally all of them hate my guts now.
I was going to overdose on lithium again last night but I had a bunch of appointments today and didn't want to ghost or worse get welfare checked, so I stuck it out. I think I might take some tonight. I know it's not "effective" but I have no other options left, I've tried argon, I've tried hanging, I've tried jumping, I have no option left but to sit around and do nothing about all the pain I'm in and I can't take that anymore. I don't fucking care, I need to get over the fear of failing.
Tomorrow marks 6 months since the court case that issued my restraining order and I'm disgusted in myself for letting myself live this long with it. I can't anymore.
I had a lot of big feelings last night. Since I deleted all my social media I have nothing to fill my time anymore so I just sleep and it's reminding me about how I can't function. I can't cook, I can't clean, I can't shower, I can't do laundry, I can barely feed/walk the dog. And I was just reminded about how I used to have friends who offered to help with these things and now I don't and wow I wish I did, I didn't know how good I had it at the time. And that just led to me thinking about how alone I am and how everyone I care about hates me and I just felt the need to ctb so I tried.
First I tried partial hanging. Researched a bunch of threads, set up, put all the pressure I could on the rope, still nothing. I broke down, hugged my dog for a little bit, then got ready to go to the bridge.
And then I got to the bridge and without even thinking I jumped over the barrier (for the first time ever!!!) but then I immediately got scared and jumped back to the bridge. But I was like, now I know I can jump the barrier, I just have to do it. So I tried to push myself to do it, would give up for a bit and walk back to my car and then in the process would hear the voices of my ex-friends saying shit about me and then I would walk right back to my spot on the bridge and try again. And I swear SI just made me incapable of doing it again. I got so frustrated and eventually gave up and sobbed the whole way home. Because everyone thought I was an attention whore for my suicidal ideation but here I am, going to this bridge night after night and telling nobody!!!
because I have nobody left who cares!!! literally nobody notices me doing these things!!! and it hurts so much!!! Maybe the fact that I want people to notice and care makes me an attention whore but also the fact I haven't told anybody says that I'm doing this for some other reason, like I'm actually in pain, and I wish people knew I was actually in pain but that would make me an attention whore. Stupid circular problem.
I found myself just desperately wishing I had just one friend left in my life I could call but literally all of them hate my guts now.
I was going to overdose on lithium again last night but I had a bunch of appointments today and didn't want to ghost or worse get welfare checked, so I stuck it out. I think I might take some tonight. I know it's not "effective" but I have no other options left, I've tried argon, I've tried hanging, I've tried jumping, I have no option left but to sit around and do nothing about all the pain I'm in and I can't take that anymore. I don't fucking care, I need to get over the fear of failing.
Tomorrow marks 6 months since the court case that issued my restraining order and I'm disgusted in myself for letting myself live this long with it. I can't anymore.