democritusjunior
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- Apr 21, 2026
- 17
I'll be taking a painting off of my bedroom wall, attaching my leather belt to the nail, and hanging myself—Smerdyakov style. Drug overdose isn't an option; furthermore, I'm hindered by not having experienced much violence in my life (see Thomas Joiner's why 'Why People Die by Suicide' for why that's relevant) which might galvanize me to cut open an artery, inflict a fatal stab wound (e.g., to my heart), jump from a bridge, etc.
I'm very discontented with my life and somewhat miserable that my circle (understandably, mind you) aren't acting toward me as if it were my final days on Earth. Those closest to me in my family are too mentally ill to suffer my misery; likewise, my only emotionally available friends are too self-obsessed to realize the gulf of difference between the cathexis I invest in them and that they invest in me. This all sounds very narcissistic, I know, but it's really not.
I'm very discontented with my life and somewhat miserable that my circle (understandably, mind you) aren't acting toward me as if it were my final days on Earth. Those closest to me in my family are too mentally ill to suffer my misery; likewise, my only emotionally available friends are too self-obsessed to realize the gulf of difference between the cathexis I invest in them and that they invest in me. This all sounds very narcissistic, I know, but it's really not.