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Angi
Specialist
- Jan 4, 2022
- 305
I meant to ctb today.
I reached my breaking point yesterday, slept over it for a night, prepared a convenient time window and everything else I will need to leave. I was not going to leave peacefully, but I cannot seem to prepare a nice suicide, so I was going to go with what I got. And then I did not. A friend called and insisted I spend some time with her, after I had not for quite a while. Somehow I did that instead of ending my life. I realize that this was a valid choice, it is my life after all. But now I feel like I do not belong in this world anymore. Everything is strange and distant, like people in movies when sucked into another timeline/parallel dimension or something. My life was sufficiently painful before, hence my decision to end it today, but now it feels like it is not my own pain anymore, but rather someone else's that just happened to latch onto me. I feel so out of place it is paralyzing, to the point I suspect I will not go tomorrow, either.
Can anyone relate? I see many people posting about chickening out of attempts, did someone else feel this as well? Does it go away? Or did I give up my spot to be here and simultaneously fail to go anywhere else?
I reached my breaking point yesterday, slept over it for a night, prepared a convenient time window and everything else I will need to leave. I was not going to leave peacefully, but I cannot seem to prepare a nice suicide, so I was going to go with what I got. And then I did not. A friend called and insisted I spend some time with her, after I had not for quite a while. Somehow I did that instead of ending my life. I realize that this was a valid choice, it is my life after all. But now I feel like I do not belong in this world anymore. Everything is strange and distant, like people in movies when sucked into another timeline/parallel dimension or something. My life was sufficiently painful before, hence my decision to end it today, but now it feels like it is not my own pain anymore, but rather someone else's that just happened to latch onto me. I feel so out of place it is paralyzing, to the point I suspect I will not go tomorrow, either.
Can anyone relate? I see many people posting about chickening out of attempts, did someone else feel this as well? Does it go away? Or did I give up my spot to be here and simultaneously fail to go anywhere else?