Broken247
Member
- Oct 20, 2024
- 8
I've tried to be a functional member of society for 52 years. It hasn't worked. I'm good at lying to myself and others to protect myself. I've taken all the high roads. I've squandered my resources. Right now, a shotgun blast to the head is very appealing. I've had suicidal ideation all of my adult life. I don't want to try again at this. People don't want me around. They let me know over and over. I have no friends, and never will. People have a natural inclination to avoid my company. I'm a wet blanket I guess. Well I'm done. It'll be soon. I'm gonna buy a shotgun and buckshot. I know a place in the woods where I can set up a chair and prop the gun against something hard. Barrel goes in my mouth pointed slightly upwards towards the brain stem and goodbye cruel world. I don't know exactly when, but I'm getting close. I feel it. I'm sorry if anyone gets hurt. I just hate my life.