whalesounds
get it together
- Jan 24, 2025
- 8
I think I was 4, but I got vocal about it at 7. I hadn't actually learned about suicide until around that time. The feeling the idea gave me became really addictive.
At 4 I would struggle to truly connect with anybody on my end, as if there was some deep need not being met, but was unfair to ask of people. I didn't have shared interests or thoughts with anybody for quite some time, and the frustration I felt towards my life begged a level of delicateness I found exhausting. I was suffocating in everything I did. I remember occasionally wishing I had never existed. Everything felt performative and truly lonely.
At 7, I figured suicide was on everybody's mind, and horrified my dear mother when I attempted to expressed myself to her in as much delicateness as a 7 year old could muster.
At 4 I would struggle to truly connect with anybody on my end, as if there was some deep need not being met, but was unfair to ask of people. I didn't have shared interests or thoughts with anybody for quite some time, and the frustration I felt towards my life begged a level of delicateness I found exhausting. I was suffocating in everything I did. I remember occasionally wishing I had never existed. Everything felt performative and truly lonely.
At 7, I figured suicide was on everybody's mind, and horrified my dear mother when I attempted to expressed myself to her in as much delicateness as a 7 year old could muster.
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