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Perpetually99
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- Feb 2, 2021
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I realize I am consumed about what the narrative of me will be once I'm gone. Maybe it's because in my culture it is customary to have many memorial services. Every day after death until one week, then every week till one month, then every month till one year, and then every year for perpetuity. I feel that if I CTB it will bring too much shame for my parents during these memorial services. In my culture, suicide is frowned upon greatly. I feel that they will forever paint me as selfish, weak, and it's going to be too daunting for my parents to withstand this.
A neighbor of mine CTBed a year ago and many people in my community said he is in hell, because of the big sin he committed.
This is a big thing still keeping me alive. The narrative once I'm gone. And it's making me want to just disappear. Not CTB. But just disappear without a trace. Have them know I'm alive, but make it near impossible for them to find me. After all, it is my current surroundings that is putting me over the edge.
How many of you care what people think about you once you're gone?
A neighbor of mine CTBed a year ago and many people in my community said he is in hell, because of the big sin he committed.
This is a big thing still keeping me alive. The narrative once I'm gone. And it's making me want to just disappear. Not CTB. But just disappear without a trace. Have them know I'm alive, but make it near impossible for them to find me. After all, it is my current surroundings that is putting me over the edge.
How many of you care what people think about you once you're gone?