dwindlingfirst
Too worthless to live, too scared to die
- Apr 24, 2023
- 85
Recently I've been getting closer to my ctb, and was feeling semi-peaceful about it. I had planned everything out to a degree where it would have worked, and I just had to get the last of my courage and motivation to pick the date to end it all. But for some reason I had a moment where I thought it might be helpful to at least reach out for help one last time. I got up, and went to go speak to my school's mental health counselor. long story short, parents got involved, now every day im being reminded that "there's help" for me. I love my family, but now I wish I had just gone through with it. I feel like I'm just dragging the pain out for myself and for those around me. I should have just done it. The pain would be over, but now I'm being put through therapy and psychiatric care and possibly being put on medication. If it helps the pain go away, it might be worth it. I don't trust people though and Im constantly wishing I just caught the bus.