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Everydayismisery
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- Jun 25, 2022
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TLDR: I'm a bitch & couldn't drink it.
A week ago I said I'd be dead within 12 hours and I'm not. I've been too ashamed to log back in but fuck it this is the only place I have. If anyone wants to pm me and talk that would be super nice because I'm really going through the ringer.
I did receive my SN from IC that has been with customs all month yesterday so that's good and I'll use that one for my next try.
Basically what happened last week, I fasted 8-10 hours. But then started puking out the acetaminophen and propranolol as well as *nothing but saliva since I'd been fasting* maybe 20 mins before I even went to take the SN because of nerves I guess?
I still prepped the SN from DD with a scale and let me tell you that chart thing that tells you how many tablespoons or whatever is so wrong. 25 grams of SN is way more than 1 tablespoon. It's like fucking 4+. I was like holy shit this is a lot.
I grabbed my father who passed aways cross, though I'm not religious, just more symbolic, laid it on my chest, put a trash can next to my head and played some relaxing music as I laid down ready for my deadly cocktail.
Essentially, I couldn't drink it. Idk wtf is wrong with me. I'm 100% ready and it's all I think about every day yet SI kicks in for a fucking drink!! & let me tell you the overwhelming peace with the cross on my chest and music playing was beautiful. I was like yes finally. But still couldn't do it. So I'm here suffering day in and out again.
Funny enough, every day since I'm like okay today is the day. I'll have breakfast and then I have to wait till 10pm. Around 8:30-9pm my family eats dinner or a snack or something and I'm so hungry listening to them eating that I fucking cave and have a snack. Now I can't even fast….I'm such a fucking failure.
Actually now things are worse. No friends, no companion & got laid off from my job on Tuesday. I've become such a loser. Now I spend my day on a hookup app sexting women because it's a major dopamine hit with people wanting to talk to me. All I really want is this depression gone, my life back and some companionship.
Sorry I bitched out, didn't mean to lead anyone on. As I said I was ashamed.
Edit** strange offer but I fucking hate where I am and need to move asap if I can't ctb. If anyone in the US is tryna relocate, let's be homies and dip somewhere cool
A week ago I said I'd be dead within 12 hours and I'm not. I've been too ashamed to log back in but fuck it this is the only place I have. If anyone wants to pm me and talk that would be super nice because I'm really going through the ringer.
I did receive my SN from IC that has been with customs all month yesterday so that's good and I'll use that one for my next try.
Basically what happened last week, I fasted 8-10 hours. But then started puking out the acetaminophen and propranolol as well as *nothing but saliva since I'd been fasting* maybe 20 mins before I even went to take the SN because of nerves I guess?
I still prepped the SN from DD with a scale and let me tell you that chart thing that tells you how many tablespoons or whatever is so wrong. 25 grams of SN is way more than 1 tablespoon. It's like fucking 4+. I was like holy shit this is a lot.
I grabbed my father who passed aways cross, though I'm not religious, just more symbolic, laid it on my chest, put a trash can next to my head and played some relaxing music as I laid down ready for my deadly cocktail.
Essentially, I couldn't drink it. Idk wtf is wrong with me. I'm 100% ready and it's all I think about every day yet SI kicks in for a fucking drink!! & let me tell you the overwhelming peace with the cross on my chest and music playing was beautiful. I was like yes finally. But still couldn't do it. So I'm here suffering day in and out again.
Funny enough, every day since I'm like okay today is the day. I'll have breakfast and then I have to wait till 10pm. Around 8:30-9pm my family eats dinner or a snack or something and I'm so hungry listening to them eating that I fucking cave and have a snack. Now I can't even fast….I'm such a fucking failure.
Actually now things are worse. No friends, no companion & got laid off from my job on Tuesday. I've become such a loser. Now I spend my day on a hookup app sexting women because it's a major dopamine hit with people wanting to talk to me. All I really want is this depression gone, my life back and some companionship.
Sorry I bitched out, didn't mean to lead anyone on. As I said I was ashamed.
Edit** strange offer but I fucking hate where I am and need to move asap if I can't ctb. If anyone in the US is tryna relocate, let's be homies and dip somewhere cool
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