Venting everything hurts

[river]

i just went to the highest floor of my apartment building and stared at the bottom. not sure what prompted me to do that, i was just feeling like shit and wanted some fresh air. curiousity, maybe? either way, it was scary at first but the longer i stared, the more i thought about death and how freeing it would be to just end it all. its nights like this that remind me of why life is just torture. i really thought it was getting better, in fact this years christmas as ok-ish, and yet this fucking void in my chest just won't go away.

 

[FuneralCry]

I also see ceasing to exist as something relieving, I admire those with the courage to free themselves from this existence with that method. But anyway best wishes, it's certainly very much understandable just wishing to be free from all the suffering.