Aphid
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- Apr 30, 2026
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(Background for context)
When I was younger I was a mess. I was around 15 and I was extremely sexual because of previous sexual trauma I had experienced when I was 8 or so. We had discussed it, and she said yes, we did things. Then years later in highschool, she approached me and said I had assaulted her. Now even after reading the texts and everything, that obviously said that we were okay, she said she felt forced or pressured, and every day since then, I've wanted to die. I had wanted to die previously for multiple different reasons but that is when I began taking it seriously.
In the years since then I've attempted multiple times, I've began to romanticize my death. I reached out to those I've harmed and I made amends with all of them. Except that person.
I apologize for the extensive backstory, but it just leads to this,
I feel I am morally obligated to commit suicide. I've worked it out in my head, even if im innocent or guilty it doesn't matter. I deserve and have deserved death all my life. I've deserved this.
But is that true? Therapy hasn't helped me get over it and honestly my hands feel stained forever. Either I catch the bus or I continue to live life suffering around these thoughts that I am a monster. That despite years of improvement, I am a monster and I will never be forgiven. That I am always guilty.
I am sick of living like this.
Also im sorry if this post is out of line in any way, im new and i dont know quite the fomat yet, i hope this post is alright
When I was younger I was a mess. I was around 15 and I was extremely sexual because of previous sexual trauma I had experienced when I was 8 or so. We had discussed it, and she said yes, we did things. Then years later in highschool, she approached me and said I had assaulted her. Now even after reading the texts and everything, that obviously said that we were okay, she said she felt forced or pressured, and every day since then, I've wanted to die. I had wanted to die previously for multiple different reasons but that is when I began taking it seriously.
In the years since then I've attempted multiple times, I've began to romanticize my death. I reached out to those I've harmed and I made amends with all of them. Except that person.
I apologize for the extensive backstory, but it just leads to this,
I feel I am morally obligated to commit suicide. I've worked it out in my head, even if im innocent or guilty it doesn't matter. I deserve and have deserved death all my life. I've deserved this.
But is that true? Therapy hasn't helped me get over it and honestly my hands feel stained forever. Either I catch the bus or I continue to live life suffering around these thoughts that I am a monster. That despite years of improvement, I am a monster and I will never be forgiven. That I am always guilty.
I am sick of living like this.
Also im sorry if this post is out of line in any way, im new and i dont know quite the fomat yet, i hope this post is alright
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