pushinguppoppies
your friendly neighborhood punk
- Nov 26, 2018
- 30
Not here as in this forum, it's lovely to be back. I don't really recognize anyone but you all seem so sweet.
Here as in suicidality. It's not the first time this year even I've thought about it, but it's the first time since I was 17 I've set a date. January 1st, 2024.
Everything feels bleak and pointless. I'm in constant physical pain and my brain is pretty broken from years of abuse. I'm a currently abstaining addict with an eating disorder that will likely kill me before my date even comes. I'm tired. I'm done. I want out.
I wish I could talk to my partner about this but he just lost his childhood cat and really doesn't want to hear about my bullshit. I don't want to burden him and I'm not sure he'd care this time. I've been in such a bad place for the entire time he's known me I don't think anyone could keep caring. He says he does but I'm not sure I believe that.
I talked to my best friend about it and she was really understanding, but it's not helped how awful I feel tonight. I'm gonna get drunk after I post this, real drunk, and I'll probably self harm. I don't care about what happens to me at this point.
I wish I could tell everyone in my life how I'm feeling, I wish I could get love and comfort and care, but they wouldn't. No one would and no one does.
I only hope my darling partner will care for my cat when I'm gone. She deserves a loving home.
I hate everything but them.
Here as in suicidality. It's not the first time this year even I've thought about it, but it's the first time since I was 17 I've set a date. January 1st, 2024.
Everything feels bleak and pointless. I'm in constant physical pain and my brain is pretty broken from years of abuse. I'm a currently abstaining addict with an eating disorder that will likely kill me before my date even comes. I'm tired. I'm done. I want out.
I wish I could talk to my partner about this but he just lost his childhood cat and really doesn't want to hear about my bullshit. I don't want to burden him and I'm not sure he'd care this time. I've been in such a bad place for the entire time he's known me I don't think anyone could keep caring. He says he does but I'm not sure I believe that.
I talked to my best friend about it and she was really understanding, but it's not helped how awful I feel tonight. I'm gonna get drunk after I post this, real drunk, and I'll probably self harm. I don't care about what happens to me at this point.
I wish I could tell everyone in my life how I'm feeling, I wish I could get love and comfort and care, but they wouldn't. No one would and no one does.
I only hope my darling partner will care for my cat when I'm gone. She deserves a loving home.
I hate everything but them.