Barf
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- Sep 11, 2019
- 27
I have posted about this before, it's a problem that seems to dominate my life. One that I'm assuming many of you can relate to.
I earnestly want to die, I've fantasized about it for so long. This time last year I was feeling so apathetic about life, and since then my condition has worsened to a state of misery.
My insomnia is out of control, I'm tired, and I want out. The only problem is that there are so many people around me who love me, and who's lives I could potentially ruin (at least for a while) with my death.
I feel so ungrateful that they aren't enough to fulfill me. Especially since there are some people who are new additions in my life, people who I had specifically sought out and purposely fostered close connections with because the closeness and affection I experience with them is truly is one of my only joys in life.
However, their love doesn't resolve the other issues which have made me suicidal in the first place.
This causes both feelings of resentment and guilt. Some days I get so tired. If it weren't for my family, friends and the others who love me, I would have been gone a long time ago. I live for them, and I feel as though there are strings on me in this way.
But again, I also feel so guilty. I feel deceitful. Why allow someone to develop feelings for you if you're not planning on being around for very long? I feel very selfish for that....
I earnestly want to die, I've fantasized about it for so long. This time last year I was feeling so apathetic about life, and since then my condition has worsened to a state of misery.
My insomnia is out of control, I'm tired, and I want out. The only problem is that there are so many people around me who love me, and who's lives I could potentially ruin (at least for a while) with my death.
I feel so ungrateful that they aren't enough to fulfill me. Especially since there are some people who are new additions in my life, people who I had specifically sought out and purposely fostered close connections with because the closeness and affection I experience with them is truly is one of my only joys in life.
However, their love doesn't resolve the other issues which have made me suicidal in the first place.
This causes both feelings of resentment and guilt. Some days I get so tired. If it weren't for my family, friends and the others who love me, I would have been gone a long time ago. I live for them, and I feel as though there are strings on me in this way.
But again, I also feel so guilty. I feel deceitful. Why allow someone to develop feelings for you if you're not planning on being around for very long? I feel very selfish for that....
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