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bluejane
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- Sep 12, 2020
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I want to die. I want to die I want to die I want to die. I want to end everything that is me. I'm torn. The only person who really understands me, the only friend I have that is there for me and needs me as much as I need them has been gone for almost a year now in a mental rehab place and the one thing I want to do before I leave this awful life is be with her one last time. It could be another year until she's out and she has no phone, no visitors, no real way of being able to be with me. She hates it there and I feel awful for her, I love her more than anything and hate to see her in such a bad place. I know that putting out my suffering will only increase hers when she stops getting my letters and eventually receives the news. I don't know what to do. I fantasize about leaving my hanging, lifeless body in my room. I know its completely selfish, but I feel like it might make someone care. Care that I'm here, care that I spend most days stuffing my face with pillows so that my family can't hear me sobbing, care that I reach out to them only to be constantly rejected. The other tough thing is that I know happiness. I remember the feeling of squeezing my grandma's hand during her last years, seeing my baby sister smile back at me just a few days ago, laughing with the friends that used to seem to love me back, going out with my boyfriend the first few times. I'm young. I know I can feel those things again, but they're so far and few that they are no match for the darkness engulfing me. Sorry for the rant, I just have nowhere else to turn and this misery is unbearable.