BitterlyAlive
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- Apr 8, 2020
- 1,635
I had two times this year where I could have fucking died. The first time I stopped myself right before I got hurt. The second time I don't even know what happened. The third time better be coming soon. I can't deal with this shit anymore. I'm so damn tired. Every day I hate myself more and more. Everything becomes more hopeless and futile. My problems get worse and worse, and it's all my fault.
I really wish I lived alone right now. Tonight honestly feels like a night I could die by suicide. The SN is 10 feet away and it's screaming my name. I could just pour some into a few glasses with some water, drink up, and be dead by morning.
Just as I've been writing this I've had stupid urges to slit my wrists (how cliche) or go out and get hit by a train. But I don't have the excuse of a med reaction this time. I'm just in a mood tonight and it sucks. I feel like I'm losing my mind.
I quite honestly don't care if this is the second or third thread I've made today. It's been rough.
I really wish I lived alone right now. Tonight honestly feels like a night I could die by suicide. The SN is 10 feet away and it's screaming my name. I could just pour some into a few glasses with some water, drink up, and be dead by morning.
Just as I've been writing this I've had stupid urges to slit my wrists (how cliche) or go out and get hit by a train. But I don't have the excuse of a med reaction this time. I'm just in a mood tonight and it sucks. I feel like I'm losing my mind.
I quite honestly don't care if this is the second or third thread I've made today. It's been rough.