Karrikin
Vocat aestus in umbram
- Nov 3, 2024
- 102
I don't tell people why I would like to die, just that I imagine it's almost a certain inevitability. Recovering -- or, trying to I mean -- has made me realize there is no point. My mind will always be tortured, there's no medicine for it, treatment, nothing. I am told to just be content with a shattered psyche, that makes every waking moment unbearable. Unfortunately, that's just the way I turned out, I suppose. As hard as I have tried to find a reason to continue -- which I've found mostly by clinging on to people -- it is ultimately stalling, the cycle of falling back into being suicidal continues.
I wonder if people feel the same sometimes.
I wonder if people feel the same sometimes.