Distorted
living dead youth
- Sep 8, 2021
- 9
For once when I express my desire to die, I want someone to tell me that it's okay. That it's fine if I can't keep going anymore. They'll think of me fondly, but not miss me. I want them to be happy for me. I want them to be proud that I'm putting myself first and letting myself rest.
Instead I'm met with "I don't want you to die." "I want...I don't want..."
I wish I never made any connections at all. Now I'm responsible for the happiness of others. Now I have to suffer so they don't feel bad.
They want me to work towards a future that I reject with my whole being. It's not for my sake. It's to save them from guilt.
Instead I'm met with "I don't want you to die." "I want...I don't want..."
I wish I never made any connections at all. Now I'm responsible for the happiness of others. Now I have to suffer so they don't feel bad.
They want me to work towards a future that I reject with my whole being. It's not for my sake. It's to save them from guilt.