
everlastinghistory
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- May 5, 2022
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This post is basically just a rant.
There's one person left who I truly love and care about. She made me promise her that I would never kill myself. I want to keep that promise. I really do. But at the same time, things aren't quite that simple.
Recently I've been considering suicide a lot more seriously than I used to. I came up with a real plan, or at least the basis of one. I still haven't figured out the details. I haven't been planning much of anything since I made that promise.
I really do love this girl, and want to keep that promise more than anything. However, things are complicated. The only thing that was giving me a reason to stay alive is gone now.
For further explanation: I'm not dating the girl I previously mentioned. I want to, but I'm not, and most likely never will. The reason I wanted to stay alive was that I thought maybe she would change her mind some day. More recently she has made it very clear that will never happen. Don't get me wrong, I don't just want to kill myself because of the fact that we can't be together. There are many, many, factors. This is just the one that pushed me over the edge for the last time.
I was 14 the first time I tried to kill myself. I've always known my life was going to end that way. She is by far not the only thing that caused this. She is 1% of this. Maybe even less.
I don't want to leave her with the weight of my death being on her. I don't want her to blame herself if I do this. I don't want her to think she could've stopped me, or anything like that. I hate the idea of her feeling guilty for something that was hardly even her fault. If not her, something else would've tipped me over the edge sooner or later. It was purely a matter of time.
My life isn't enjoyable in any way anymore. I go to school, and do what I have to do to survive. That's it. What's expected of me, and what's required of me. Nothing else. The remainder of my time is spent here, and Twitter. I don't have friends, and I've never exactly been the closest with my family. I have no hobbies. I watch the same 3 TV shows on repeat 24/7. This isn't a life worth living. I'm living for the sake of those around me. I'm living so that girl won't blame herself for my death. I'm living because my mom has lost too many people already and she can't lose her own child. Not now. She just lost her brother a few years ago. I can't take her child away from her too.
But the fact of the matter is no matter who it would effect: Suicide seems like my best option. I don't want to hurt people, but I'm not sure what else to do. I want to commit, but I don't want to hurt people in the process, and unfortunately there's no way to avoid that.
There's one person left who I truly love and care about. She made me promise her that I would never kill myself. I want to keep that promise. I really do. But at the same time, things aren't quite that simple.
Recently I've been considering suicide a lot more seriously than I used to. I came up with a real plan, or at least the basis of one. I still haven't figured out the details. I haven't been planning much of anything since I made that promise.
I really do love this girl, and want to keep that promise more than anything. However, things are complicated. The only thing that was giving me a reason to stay alive is gone now.
For further explanation: I'm not dating the girl I previously mentioned. I want to, but I'm not, and most likely never will. The reason I wanted to stay alive was that I thought maybe she would change her mind some day. More recently she has made it very clear that will never happen. Don't get me wrong, I don't just want to kill myself because of the fact that we can't be together. There are many, many, factors. This is just the one that pushed me over the edge for the last time.
I was 14 the first time I tried to kill myself. I've always known my life was going to end that way. She is by far not the only thing that caused this. She is 1% of this. Maybe even less.
I don't want to leave her with the weight of my death being on her. I don't want her to blame herself if I do this. I don't want her to think she could've stopped me, or anything like that. I hate the idea of her feeling guilty for something that was hardly even her fault. If not her, something else would've tipped me over the edge sooner or later. It was purely a matter of time.
My life isn't enjoyable in any way anymore. I go to school, and do what I have to do to survive. That's it. What's expected of me, and what's required of me. Nothing else. The remainder of my time is spent here, and Twitter. I don't have friends, and I've never exactly been the closest with my family. I have no hobbies. I watch the same 3 TV shows on repeat 24/7. This isn't a life worth living. I'm living for the sake of those around me. I'm living so that girl won't blame herself for my death. I'm living because my mom has lost too many people already and she can't lose her own child. Not now. She just lost her brother a few years ago. I can't take her child away from her too.
But the fact of the matter is no matter who it would effect: Suicide seems like my best option. I don't want to hurt people, but I'm not sure what else to do. I want to commit, but I don't want to hurt people in the process, and unfortunately there's no way to avoid that.