Moonshinee
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- Aug 26, 2023
- 34
I know that love is not the only thing needed for a fulfilling life. But there's a ridiculous element to it, knowing people love me yet I don't feel remorse for what I'm about to commit to, knowing that people care about me. I don't think suicide is selfish, and I've never have thought so, but I wish I could give people this love; to hand it over. This feeling, this desire to die, is ever-present, all-consuming, and drives me to the point of nausea. I am upset and upset and filled with an overwhelming desire to die. And I wish I wasnt to be loved, but what is it worth for those I love to suffer because of the death of someone the likes of me? My friends took me hiking in Scotland, my family bought me a car, sent me to a prestigious university, and they all showered me with love. And then I'll die. And I will die, and what will come from this love will be grief. I wish I was unlovable, I wish they hated me in the name of something else.