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collidedsigns

collidedsigns

Scholar of despair and anguish
Nov 22, 2025
38
It's Sunday I've spent my day watching films and avoided talking to anybody. My voice obstructed by all the words I can't say. Such as "I am not enough" and "my life is not worth living". Nobody around me here's them words and listens. They all go into a frenzied panic about how to save me. They are throwing a rubber ring to someone who is already unconscious. I am phasing away from this world with every passing minute. Slowly becoming less and less able to survive. Sometimes I wonder if not wanting to be saved is the correct mentality to have. Then I remember how depression creeps back into your life just when you feel like you have wriggled out of its grasp. I remember the misery of not being able to get out of bed and the weight growing on my chest with each passing breath. I remember that for every good moment there must be a never-ending amount of bad moments. What's the point of being here when all you can do is survive? I don't know how to live and I don't think I will ever be able to learn. I am stuck in a relentless ocean storm with riptides pulling me further away from the shore. Lips cracked from the freezing cold air and eyes burning from the salty waters. The waves never calm. The sun never penetrates the doom ridden clouds. The longer I fight it the longer I push back my destiny to drown. Nobody but me accepts that. Yesterday I was told I have to love myself by a nurse then she proceeded to say how she will never understand how I feel. In the words of Phoebe Bridgers. "It's amazing to me how much you can say when you don't know what you're talking about," because that's the truth. How can I take advice from someone who has never felt empty? Why should I listen when she doesn't know the endless ache of longing to not wake up? I'm surrounded by people who see death as a cop out people who did not understand my wish for peace. How can I love myself when I can't accept love from anyone else? How can I live haunted by the evil of humanity I have seen but I didn't have the strength to say any of that to her. I just nodded my head and pretended to agree.
 
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collidedsigns

collidedsigns

Scholar of despair and anguish
Nov 22, 2025
38
Do you have a nice roommate ?

I don't have a roommate in the place I'm at. I'm lucky enough to have my own room and bathroom. That's because I'm on a mixed ward so they don't want men and women's room on the same corridor.
 
Blueberry Panic

Blueberry Panic

The Gallow Rose
Jan 5, 2025
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Being told to love yourself by someone who admits they don't understand your pain is infuriating, not comforting. And you're not wrong for questioning survival when it's all you've known for so long. That ocean metaphor makes sense because storms don't care how hard you try, they just keep coming and they never hold back...
People hear "I'm not okay" and immediately translate it into "I need to be fixed," because sitting with the truth is too uncomfortable for them.

I won't tell you that it gets better because realistically it never truly will . I will say this: what you wrote makes sense. It's coherent and it's very human. And someone reading it can understand without trying to overwrite your experience with slogans and pro life bullshit.

Just remember that your life is your own and you can do with it as you please .
 
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zdeweilx

zdeweilx

It's over
Dec 15, 2025
100
I don't have a roommate in the place I'm at. I'm lucky enough to have my own room and bathroom. That's because I'm on a mixed ward so they don't want men and women's room on the same corridor.
Wow you're so lucky. Last time I went in a psych ward was hell because I had a creepy roommate.
 
collidedsigns

collidedsigns

Scholar of despair and anguish
Nov 22, 2025
38
Wow you're so lucky. Last time I went in a psych ward was hell because I had a creepy roommate.
I never knew some psych places had rooms for more than one person. I'm in the UK maybe different countries have different rules
 
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