per_aspera_ad_astra
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- Oct 29, 2019
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I want to preface this by saying that I realize that this might seem a bit too trivial to trigger suicidal thoughts. To be honest, I consider how easily my suicidal impulses are triggered to be in support of me attempting a ctb. I've been easily set off for my whole life, and I'm getting sick of it.
Towards the last few months of last year, I made a friend that I ended up getting pretty attached to. I don't know if they were as invested in the relationship as I was, but I really valued their company. I knew that the relationship wouldn't be long lasting, as they would be leaving sometime in the summer, but I convinced myself to continue the friendship since I wanted to try building a healthy relationship that would end peacefully with closure. The onset of covid-19 caused us to be separated, and we hadn't exchanged phone numbers or social media, so we had no way of contacting each other. However, a few days ago, while scrolling through social media, I saw their profile and requested to follow them. They accepted almost immediately, and since I knew the chances of seeing them in person were extremely slim, I decided to take the opportunity to say goodbye in the following DM:
"hey, sorry if this seems sudden, but i wanted to say goodbye to you since i didn't take the opportunity when we last talked. i really enjoyed talking with you. i realize that there were a lot of things that could've gone better, like i could've made the effort to talk to you more often instead of hiding, i could've worked on being better at holding conversations, and i could've worked on my tendency to make people uncomfortable unintentionally. i don't know if any of those things bothered you, but for me, it was like a bright light exposing the parts of myself that i need to work on. i think having you as a friend made me more confident when dealing with people. thank you for putting up with me. we're probably never going to see each other again, so i want to say farewell, thank you, and i hope you're able to find your own happiness in your own life"
About six hours after sending the message, I found out that they blocked me. When I think about it rationally, I can see why someone would block someone else after receiving this kind of message. The message itself could provide a lot of closure to the reader to the point where they can't think of anything else to say, and it could also be interpreted as a message suggesting that they don't continue contact since they won't see each other again. But my psychotic depressive tendencies didn't take it that way. When I first found out I was blocked, I immediately assumed that I had done something wrong, like I hurt them with the message or that they thought I was annoying and didn't want be around. I have a history of losing friendships, and since I'm always on the losing side, it's probably the case that I was the one who ruined those relationships. I have trouble interacting with people normally, which makes me feel isolated from others and desperate for human contact. I get so lustful for love and acceptance that I feel like a monster that feeds on the kindness of others-I don't feel love in return, just a hunting instinct to capture and feed on the prey around me. As I said before, I'm not sure if the other person was as invested in the relationship as I was, and it makes me wonder if the warmth and connection I felt were really just me slowly eating the other person alive. When I consider those two fields for why I could've been blocked, I have no way of telling which one is true. Even if I have no way of verifying it, the mere possibility that I could've hurt someone while making deliberate attempts to form a healthy relationship with them is enough to trigger suicidal thoughts. If I can't form a good relationship when I try my best, then why even bother? It seems like all I do is hurt and disappoint people.
If I do try to ctb, I recognize that it would be an impulsive act. Even so, I've had a method stored in my room for a long time for when I felt I was in the right mindset to actually make an attempt. I've always wanted to die by suicide, but I'm scared of regretting it. I don't know if I'm going to go through with it, but I'm considering attempting tonight. Who knows what'll happen.
Anyways, thank you so much for taking time out of your day to read about all my bs. I guess I just like the idea of having people who will listen when I cry out.
Towards the last few months of last year, I made a friend that I ended up getting pretty attached to. I don't know if they were as invested in the relationship as I was, but I really valued their company. I knew that the relationship wouldn't be long lasting, as they would be leaving sometime in the summer, but I convinced myself to continue the friendship since I wanted to try building a healthy relationship that would end peacefully with closure. The onset of covid-19 caused us to be separated, and we hadn't exchanged phone numbers or social media, so we had no way of contacting each other. However, a few days ago, while scrolling through social media, I saw their profile and requested to follow them. They accepted almost immediately, and since I knew the chances of seeing them in person were extremely slim, I decided to take the opportunity to say goodbye in the following DM:
"hey, sorry if this seems sudden, but i wanted to say goodbye to you since i didn't take the opportunity when we last talked. i really enjoyed talking with you. i realize that there were a lot of things that could've gone better, like i could've made the effort to talk to you more often instead of hiding, i could've worked on being better at holding conversations, and i could've worked on my tendency to make people uncomfortable unintentionally. i don't know if any of those things bothered you, but for me, it was like a bright light exposing the parts of myself that i need to work on. i think having you as a friend made me more confident when dealing with people. thank you for putting up with me. we're probably never going to see each other again, so i want to say farewell, thank you, and i hope you're able to find your own happiness in your own life"
About six hours after sending the message, I found out that they blocked me. When I think about it rationally, I can see why someone would block someone else after receiving this kind of message. The message itself could provide a lot of closure to the reader to the point where they can't think of anything else to say, and it could also be interpreted as a message suggesting that they don't continue contact since they won't see each other again. But my psychotic depressive tendencies didn't take it that way. When I first found out I was blocked, I immediately assumed that I had done something wrong, like I hurt them with the message or that they thought I was annoying and didn't want be around. I have a history of losing friendships, and since I'm always on the losing side, it's probably the case that I was the one who ruined those relationships. I have trouble interacting with people normally, which makes me feel isolated from others and desperate for human contact. I get so lustful for love and acceptance that I feel like a monster that feeds on the kindness of others-I don't feel love in return, just a hunting instinct to capture and feed on the prey around me. As I said before, I'm not sure if the other person was as invested in the relationship as I was, and it makes me wonder if the warmth and connection I felt were really just me slowly eating the other person alive. When I consider those two fields for why I could've been blocked, I have no way of telling which one is true. Even if I have no way of verifying it, the mere possibility that I could've hurt someone while making deliberate attempts to form a healthy relationship with them is enough to trigger suicidal thoughts. If I can't form a good relationship when I try my best, then why even bother? It seems like all I do is hurt and disappoint people.
If I do try to ctb, I recognize that it would be an impulsive act. Even so, I've had a method stored in my room for a long time for when I felt I was in the right mindset to actually make an attempt. I've always wanted to die by suicide, but I'm scared of regretting it. I don't know if I'm going to go through with it, but I'm considering attempting tonight. Who knows what'll happen.
Anyways, thank you so much for taking time out of your day to read about all my bs. I guess I just like the idea of having people who will listen when I cry out.