trouble
Member
- Jan 5, 2020
- 44
I desperately want to CTB — I see no future for myself and my problems will not get fixed unless I start studying and start getting my stuff together, which I'm not willing to do.
For me, living just means more hate, bad thoughts, tears, and so on. While it might be true that the future will bring me some nice things as well — those are usually very short-lived, yet it feels like the bad things last so much longer.
But there's one thing keeping me from it:
My best friend.
They're the only one who are even willing to listen to my problems, someone who always makes me smile, and someone so beautiful and amazing in a lot of ways.
The thing is, they know. They know and after a while, they partly started to accept my choice.
I'm glad that they do, but yet I know how much it would pain them. I've tried pushing them away, but in the end, I couldn't bear the thought of losing them — and how much I'd hurt them with that action.
When I think of my best friend, I suddenly can't do it anymore, and that means, I'll have to go through yet another whole day again. I hate this.
I already have the date, and it's not that far away — the thought pf having to send them the goodbye-letter I've written makes me feel so, so guilty.
(Sorry, I just needed to vent a little)
For me, living just means more hate, bad thoughts, tears, and so on. While it might be true that the future will bring me some nice things as well — those are usually very short-lived, yet it feels like the bad things last so much longer.
But there's one thing keeping me from it:
My best friend.
They're the only one who are even willing to listen to my problems, someone who always makes me smile, and someone so beautiful and amazing in a lot of ways.
The thing is, they know. They know and after a while, they partly started to accept my choice.
I'm glad that they do, but yet I know how much it would pain them. I've tried pushing them away, but in the end, I couldn't bear the thought of losing them — and how much I'd hurt them with that action.
When I think of my best friend, I suddenly can't do it anymore, and that means, I'll have to go through yet another whole day again. I hate this.
I already have the date, and it's not that far away — the thought pf having to send them the goodbye-letter I've written makes me feel so, so guilty.
(Sorry, I just needed to vent a little)