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- May 3, 2025
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A short while ago, I decided to keep trying at life until my 30th birthday because I felt like the evidence was showing that as long as I'm still 29, there's still hope for me to find a partner I'd actually want to be with, get married and have kids (if I can't do this then I definitely want to kill myself, if I can do this then I definitely want to live, so my life and death depend on this). I have 3 months left of being 29 so my plan was to get a job, get a social life and just throw myself in to life for 3 more months. And who knows, maybe when I hit 30, I'd find some further evidence or hope to stay alive but I'm not sure about that. But when I turned 30, there'd be christmas, new year and a couple of birthdays that would keep me distracted until I get a long stretch to plan and carry out a suicide the best way possible.
But now, and I know this is ridiculous, my vagina has gone dry. And idk it just feels like a sign. Like I've been agonising over hurtling towards the age of 30 trying to do it all in time. First at 26 - 27, I had a mental breakdown, stopped working and stopped leaving the house. Then I spent my 28th year trying to go through with my suicide because I was hopeless but something always stopped me from going through with it at the last minute. So at 29 I decided to try again until 30 but the situational depression, social isolation, long term unemployment, lack of social support or any other kind of support and lack of anything or anyone that could support or guide me has caused progress to be SLOW maybe even non-existent - I can't tell. But I told myself I'd try for just 3 more months of my 29th year. But now my vagina has gone dry and now I just feel DONE. I just needed 3 months and now my body has changed again and I know this is me "hitting the wall," dropping in estrogen, losing my fertility and aging out and just why couldn't it wait 3 months? Why now? I think I have learned helplessness now or something. Because this has happened and I looked it up and there are "solutions" but I don't believe they are any good ones or that its even worth trying anymore - it just feels like a fruitless battle against the passage of time that I can't win anymore. I've been fighting so hard for so long and time keeps winning, I can't beat the clock. I just needed 3 months and now this has happened and I don't want to try anymore. Its like that tiny bit of hope that I could somehow miraculously pull it all together in 3 months has been extinguished. Its not going to happen anymore. I don't want to die, I just want the lost time back, but its gone. My body has aged, I lost the last 4 years of my 20s to mental health issues, I lost my mid 20s to poor decisions, I was too fucked up before age 23 to help myself, I don't know anymore. And now I'm imagining what I will say in my suicide note again and it feels so ridiculous that I'm going to be telling people about my dry vagina in my suicide note. Or maybe I will just say its because I'm a 30 year old spinster because I am pretty much there now - I think I will just say it all who cares? But whats the point in trying for 3 more months when THIS has happened? This is me turning 30, hitting the wall, aging out, single, childless and I'm just tired. But I don't have the past - only the present and the future. So my options are: OPTION 1 : work through the stupid list of "solutions" for dry vagina which won't work because women in their 30s are quite dry - I can tell from porn. I'm sorry if this is tmi but how the fuck can I find a partner I'd actually want to be with when I am old and dried out like this? He will be fucking a dry hole and its just not right or natural. Why would he choose a dried up aged out woman when he can choose a late 20s or even mid 20s younger, hotter, wet woman? How can I live with myself knowing I am a dried up hag trying to convince someone to be physically attracted to me? Personality matters but so does physical attraction and it hurts knowing I am dried up and old and still alone. So work through the list of "solutions" that won't work, find a "substitute" but its not the same as natural lubrication (its fake and chemical and is a turn off instead of turn on) and be miserable and hopeless but somehow still try in this state for 3 more months. Or OPTION 2: kill myself asap - whether it ends up being 29 or 30 that I die, who cares? I aged out 3 months before hitting 30 anyway. I don't like either of these options and I feel stuck. Option 1 feels unacceptable now because of my body being dried up and aged out. I was barely holding it together before that happened and this feels like the final nail in the coffin. Or option 2. I don't want to die but I don't want my life as it is now - I need a time machine but they don't exist. I need more time but its run out. But I don't want to live now either. So what now?
And I don't have time to think about this either because I STUPIDLY agreed to see my friend and another friend in this city like 7 hours away from each other for next weekend and they are busy and have busy lives and I have cancelled several times in the past and they made me promise to not to back out so I can't back out. I agreed to see them because I thought I was going to try until 30. But now this has happened and I have lost hope and I don't know how I'm supposed to pretend everything is fine and be happy for 3+ days when I am honestly desperate to hang myself. I think I MIGHT be able to go through with ctb now because this last thing is just the final nail in the coffin for me. So how the fuck I am supposed to go on this trip for 3+ days and hang out with these people and pretend to be happy and positive when neither of those things are true. I can't tell them the truth either because one of them said I'm selfish for talking about suicide all the time and he doesn't want to talk about my problems with me and the other one can't keep a secret so I can't tell her anything because if I did live I couldn't allow anyone to know the details of my problems because it would destroy any chance (real or imagined) of a life I have left. I don't want to cancel on them but idk how to get through this trip. I guess I can just let them speak to each other and I can just be really quiet for the 3+ days? I could probably do a day or a night in this state but 3+ days - how can I manage this?
I don't know what to do about any of this. I'm thinking, survive this "holiday" SOMEHOW (any tips on how I can manage that for 3+ days?) and then idk about after that? I wanted to hang myself but at 28 I couldn't go through with it but now approaching 30 and having a dry vagina (ott maybe but idc), I feel like I am much more likely to be able to go through with it. God I am really really unhappy and I am stuck because I desperately want to not have my life anymore but stuff always stops me going through with ctb. Like my life is unbearable but I just feel so desperately unhappy about killing myself because I had so much potential and I know I could have lived a happy and amazing life and I know I have the potential to actually make a dent in the world in a meaningful and good way and it feels like such a waste. I have friends who I really like even though they don't listen to or support me like I need them to but I still like them and enjoy their company. I love life itself. I love being alive. I know I could have some cool and amazing career. But the lack of partner and kids is enough to make me want to throw it all away but it feels like such a waste. And I've worked so hard up until now. But I also don't want to live without being able to marry and have kids - I can't accept a life with that not in it. Some people don't understand that but this is one thing I can't compromise on. I can't BEAR my life. I can't BEAR it. What do I do?
But now, and I know this is ridiculous, my vagina has gone dry. And idk it just feels like a sign. Like I've been agonising over hurtling towards the age of 30 trying to do it all in time. First at 26 - 27, I had a mental breakdown, stopped working and stopped leaving the house. Then I spent my 28th year trying to go through with my suicide because I was hopeless but something always stopped me from going through with it at the last minute. So at 29 I decided to try again until 30 but the situational depression, social isolation, long term unemployment, lack of social support or any other kind of support and lack of anything or anyone that could support or guide me has caused progress to be SLOW maybe even non-existent - I can't tell. But I told myself I'd try for just 3 more months of my 29th year. But now my vagina has gone dry and now I just feel DONE. I just needed 3 months and now my body has changed again and I know this is me "hitting the wall," dropping in estrogen, losing my fertility and aging out and just why couldn't it wait 3 months? Why now? I think I have learned helplessness now or something. Because this has happened and I looked it up and there are "solutions" but I don't believe they are any good ones or that its even worth trying anymore - it just feels like a fruitless battle against the passage of time that I can't win anymore. I've been fighting so hard for so long and time keeps winning, I can't beat the clock. I just needed 3 months and now this has happened and I don't want to try anymore. Its like that tiny bit of hope that I could somehow miraculously pull it all together in 3 months has been extinguished. Its not going to happen anymore. I don't want to die, I just want the lost time back, but its gone. My body has aged, I lost the last 4 years of my 20s to mental health issues, I lost my mid 20s to poor decisions, I was too fucked up before age 23 to help myself, I don't know anymore. And now I'm imagining what I will say in my suicide note again and it feels so ridiculous that I'm going to be telling people about my dry vagina in my suicide note. Or maybe I will just say its because I'm a 30 year old spinster because I am pretty much there now - I think I will just say it all who cares? But whats the point in trying for 3 more months when THIS has happened? This is me turning 30, hitting the wall, aging out, single, childless and I'm just tired. But I don't have the past - only the present and the future. So my options are: OPTION 1 : work through the stupid list of "solutions" for dry vagina which won't work because women in their 30s are quite dry - I can tell from porn. I'm sorry if this is tmi but how the fuck can I find a partner I'd actually want to be with when I am old and dried out like this? He will be fucking a dry hole and its just not right or natural. Why would he choose a dried up aged out woman when he can choose a late 20s or even mid 20s younger, hotter, wet woman? How can I live with myself knowing I am a dried up hag trying to convince someone to be physically attracted to me? Personality matters but so does physical attraction and it hurts knowing I am dried up and old and still alone. So work through the list of "solutions" that won't work, find a "substitute" but its not the same as natural lubrication (its fake and chemical and is a turn off instead of turn on) and be miserable and hopeless but somehow still try in this state for 3 more months. Or OPTION 2: kill myself asap - whether it ends up being 29 or 30 that I die, who cares? I aged out 3 months before hitting 30 anyway. I don't like either of these options and I feel stuck. Option 1 feels unacceptable now because of my body being dried up and aged out. I was barely holding it together before that happened and this feels like the final nail in the coffin. Or option 2. I don't want to die but I don't want my life as it is now - I need a time machine but they don't exist. I need more time but its run out. But I don't want to live now either. So what now?
And I don't have time to think about this either because I STUPIDLY agreed to see my friend and another friend in this city like 7 hours away from each other for next weekend and they are busy and have busy lives and I have cancelled several times in the past and they made me promise to not to back out so I can't back out. I agreed to see them because I thought I was going to try until 30. But now this has happened and I have lost hope and I don't know how I'm supposed to pretend everything is fine and be happy for 3+ days when I am honestly desperate to hang myself. I think I MIGHT be able to go through with ctb now because this last thing is just the final nail in the coffin for me. So how the fuck I am supposed to go on this trip for 3+ days and hang out with these people and pretend to be happy and positive when neither of those things are true. I can't tell them the truth either because one of them said I'm selfish for talking about suicide all the time and he doesn't want to talk about my problems with me and the other one can't keep a secret so I can't tell her anything because if I did live I couldn't allow anyone to know the details of my problems because it would destroy any chance (real or imagined) of a life I have left. I don't want to cancel on them but idk how to get through this trip. I guess I can just let them speak to each other and I can just be really quiet for the 3+ days? I could probably do a day or a night in this state but 3+ days - how can I manage this?
I don't know what to do about any of this. I'm thinking, survive this "holiday" SOMEHOW (any tips on how I can manage that for 3+ days?) and then idk about after that? I wanted to hang myself but at 28 I couldn't go through with it but now approaching 30 and having a dry vagina (ott maybe but idc), I feel like I am much more likely to be able to go through with it. God I am really really unhappy and I am stuck because I desperately want to not have my life anymore but stuff always stops me going through with ctb. Like my life is unbearable but I just feel so desperately unhappy about killing myself because I had so much potential and I know I could have lived a happy and amazing life and I know I have the potential to actually make a dent in the world in a meaningful and good way and it feels like such a waste. I have friends who I really like even though they don't listen to or support me like I need them to but I still like them and enjoy their company. I love life itself. I love being alive. I know I could have some cool and amazing career. But the lack of partner and kids is enough to make me want to throw it all away but it feels like such a waste. And I've worked so hard up until now. But I also don't want to live without being able to marry and have kids - I can't accept a life with that not in it. Some people don't understand that but this is one thing I can't compromise on. I can't BEAR my life. I can't BEAR it. What do I do?