
FuneralCry
Just wanting some peace
- Sep 24, 2020
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This is just another boring post. It seems like at this point, nothing could ever make me feel better. Nearly everything just causes me to suffer more in some way. Life itself is the problem and simply being alive is enough to make me want to die. Being on here reminds me of my inability to ctb. For many reasons ctb is very difficult for me and everyday I feel so trapped in this world. I have so much envy for those who are gone, to cease to exist is all that I want, as death is the end to all thoughts and feelings, there is simply nothing. Reading about methods just reminds me of what I cannot have, it reminds me that even know death will come eventually, it could be a long way away. Decades of suffering might as well be an eternity.
Posting about my suffering could never help me or change anything but yet I still do it. I do not know why I feel a need to write such uninteresting threads like this. I wish that just typing the words would make death come sooner, but it doesn't. Words are all so empty and meaningless. The fact that I have written about my suffering so many times is depressing but yet I continue to do it. I hate how I feel a need to do it. There is no point. Life will always be incredibly pointless and meaningless for me and just writing it makes me even more aware of the fact.
It is tiring trying to pass the time each day, unable to find any relief or comfort in anything. It seems like most things I do just make me feel worse and it feels so pointless spending time on here, but this is how I feel about most things. Everything in life is very pointless, all humans do is just pass the time until they die. I look forward to the day where I can eventually be at peace. Nothingness is where I belong.
Posting about my suffering could never help me or change anything but yet I still do it. I do not know why I feel a need to write such uninteresting threads like this. I wish that just typing the words would make death come sooner, but it doesn't. Words are all so empty and meaningless. The fact that I have written about my suffering so many times is depressing but yet I continue to do it. I hate how I feel a need to do it. There is no point. Life will always be incredibly pointless and meaningless for me and just writing it makes me even more aware of the fact.
It is tiring trying to pass the time each day, unable to find any relief or comfort in anything. It seems like most things I do just make me feel worse and it feels so pointless spending time on here, but this is how I feel about most things. Everything in life is very pointless, all humans do is just pass the time until they die. I look forward to the day where I can eventually be at peace. Nothingness is where I belong.