Was gonna jump off something really high, tho I've tried this before and always pussy out. Usually bridges with suicide railings tho that take a tiny bit of effort to climb.
I think I will just jump off a huge cliff. No railings or anything to stop me I can just leap.
If not I'll do that gas inhalation thing that people always talk about.
I am tho I spend 90% of my day alone.
All my friends lost interest in me or downright hate me. My family doesn't care about me, they abandoned me too.
I don't have any hope anymore nor do I want any I just want to stop enduring my thoughts which are so painful.
Thank you, it's tragic and unfair. I just wanted a normal simple life and I tried so hard too. I tried to fight but inevitably I lost.
I feel this in my bones, and respect your right to determine the course of your own life. It seems that some of us are just cursed from the start (neurodivergent brains, chemical imbalances, disabilities, chronic pain), and others are just beaten down by life no matter how hard we try. I don't think it's inherently wrong to seek an end to the pain.
At age 50, I learned that I was Autistic...which explains so much about why I have always been an easy target for violence and abuse. My brain is not going to change, and it's never going to get better. For some of us, a 'normal life' isn't an option. It sucks that there are many of us who find ourselves grappling with completely understandable thoughts of suicide, but we cannot ever commiserate in the outside world.
Jumping is a valid plan, which I would be way too chicken-shit to do. When I was 16, I went the carbon monoxide route...which was actually fairly pleasant. Managed to achieve clinical death, but was brought back via CPR (it was a fluke that I was found). The only advice I would give is to make sure to cover your bases. In my case, being forcibly dragged back into the living world ended up with everything exponentially worse. Carbon Monoxide poisoning created brain damage which I have had to live with for over 34 years. More importantly, it made everyone aware of my intentions. I no longer have the privilege of privacy, and a mountain of medical debt.
I have also found that living life in 3-4 month increments with HEAVY structure helps to put things in perspective. Like, giving yourself something to look forward to in the midst of the pain and horror. It can be something as simple as a good burger on Saturdays, a new videogame coming out in a few months, or (for me) going to the comic book store every Wednesday for new releases.
I would imagine that for some people, this might help them get through the minor peaks and valleys. For others (like me), it grants enough time to make rational and informed conclusions that the pain of life is never going to improve...and things are only going to get worse. At this point, you have to do what is best for you. This includes non-existence.
Good luck in your journey.