Ripmyveinsout
Dig my veins out with a knife
- Apr 8, 2020
- 6
Everyone has conflicting opinions even on a suicide forum.
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words give me never-ending anxiety.
I see grieving loved ones beseeching others to leave solacing notes behind but don't consider some families deserve hate.
I see suicidal people looking for a single reason not die while those who've never been in their shoes say "things get better".
I see older people saying that young things don't have the right to suicide but they've been depressed since they were children.
I see people in partnerships say that nothing is wrong with waiting for love while they plan to hurt and betray their partner in death.
I see hurt people on here say they've been abused in mental hospitals but they would still call the police to try to save a loved one.
I see lonely people lash out at others for reaching out to them but congratulate romantic couples who've met on this suicide site.
I see emotionally aggressive people chide others for perceived predation but applaud stories of abusive spouses on the last straw.
I see beautiful souls calling others callous for only caring about appearances while vying for and ultimately dying for outer beauty.
I see women saying men have easier lives because they're not sex symbols while transwomen beg for attention from hetero men.
I see men vilify wanton women for not sharing their sexual freedom with 'nice' guys but their standards for women are disproportionate.
Men vs women, single vs committed, old vs young, introvert vs extrovert, aggressive vs meek, cis vs trans, ad nauseam.
Everyone feels like their world view makes sense but I get lost in the tangled webs of people perception of the world while trying to put my own in context.
I can't make sense of my own thoughts when everyone is thinking so loud.
Why can't we all agree on anything?
Why does it makes me want to die?
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words give me never-ending anxiety.
I see grieving loved ones beseeching others to leave solacing notes behind but don't consider some families deserve hate.
I see suicidal people looking for a single reason not die while those who've never been in their shoes say "things get better".
I see older people saying that young things don't have the right to suicide but they've been depressed since they were children.
I see people in partnerships say that nothing is wrong with waiting for love while they plan to hurt and betray their partner in death.
I see hurt people on here say they've been abused in mental hospitals but they would still call the police to try to save a loved one.
I see lonely people lash out at others for reaching out to them but congratulate romantic couples who've met on this suicide site.
I see emotionally aggressive people chide others for perceived predation but applaud stories of abusive spouses on the last straw.
I see beautiful souls calling others callous for only caring about appearances while vying for and ultimately dying for outer beauty.
I see women saying men have easier lives because they're not sex symbols while transwomen beg for attention from hetero men.
I see men vilify wanton women for not sharing their sexual freedom with 'nice' guys but their standards for women are disproportionate.
Men vs women, single vs committed, old vs young, introvert vs extrovert, aggressive vs meek, cis vs trans, ad nauseam.
Everyone feels like their world view makes sense but I get lost in the tangled webs of people perception of the world while trying to put my own in context.
I can't make sense of my own thoughts when everyone is thinking so loud.
Why can't we all agree on anything?
Why does it makes me want to die?
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