BitterlyAlive
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- Apr 8, 2020
- 1,635
I wonder if I've just been fueled by my emotions. I mean, I didn't really start planning my suicide out until I sort of snapped a few weeks ago. Then the date kept moving up - originally I planned for the middle of September, then the beginning of September, and now the first weekend of August. I've been getting things around and it's been going really well. Sure, I feel bad for leaving people behind, but I've been working towards doing the right thing. Despite the guilt I feel for the pain I'm going to be causing, I've felt pretty good about my decision.
But... Now I'm not sure what's going on. I still haven't booked the damn hotel room. I haven't finished my note. And I think my emotions have kind of tanked out because I feel very numb and lazy today, I've been laying in bed and can't really do anything. It still really hurts, but it's just a horrible dull ache instead of the excruciating sharp pains that I've been having. Also, laying around sucks because it's hot in here, lmao. I feel so consumed by my thoughts. I'm a bad person for even making it this far with my plans, I'm going to fail and it's going to ruin my life - or, I'm going to back out at the last minute and have to figure things out from there, which is terrifying. Etc etc. It's kind of pathetic.
The thing I've noticed is that, I'm not sure if it's my stupid internal monologue or what, but now I'm feeling scared about the whole decision. I think it's the uncertainty. But I don't know. I feel like this whole post is whiny and incomprehensible, but figured it wouldn't hurt to lay my thoughts out. I don't know.
But... Now I'm not sure what's going on. I still haven't booked the damn hotel room. I haven't finished my note. And I think my emotions have kind of tanked out because I feel very numb and lazy today, I've been laying in bed and can't really do anything. It still really hurts, but it's just a horrible dull ache instead of the excruciating sharp pains that I've been having. Also, laying around sucks because it's hot in here, lmao. I feel so consumed by my thoughts. I'm a bad person for even making it this far with my plans, I'm going to fail and it's going to ruin my life - or, I'm going to back out at the last minute and have to figure things out from there, which is terrifying. Etc etc. It's kind of pathetic.
The thing I've noticed is that, I'm not sure if it's my stupid internal monologue or what, but now I'm feeling scared about the whole decision. I think it's the uncertainty. But I don't know. I feel like this whole post is whiny and incomprehensible, but figured it wouldn't hurt to lay my thoughts out. I don't know.