
IwantSomething
Member
- Aug 7, 2022
- 16
I'm on my friends bathroom floor having a panic attack with no way to end it. I should have killed myself sooner but I fucked up everytime and now I'm here with no way out. I hate myself so completely and totally I wish somewhere along the road I had done something to end it. Why am I such a failure I can't even kill myself right. I am such a fuckup I am worthless and horrible and I hate myself and I should be dead. Why am I not dead. There were so many times I should have died during childhood. But I'm not dead. How? Why? If there's a god I hope that they pray to me for mercy once I die. Because I swear that if there's anything after this life I will hurt them for what they have put me through. That sounds stupid doesn't it me a mortal wanting to fight a god I don't believe in? I suppose that's not important right now though. What matters right now is me getting out of this life. I don't have a gun (I can't because of my past) I don't have money to buy pills or drugs I could OD on. I don't have a car or a license. I live in a small town with nowhere to jump from. And I can't hang myself in someone's else's house. I'm living from couch to couch at this point and I'm a piece of shit for it. I'm leeching off of people and then leaving them. But I can't stay they shouldn't have to deal with me. I don't know how to do it. But I will soon. Somehow. I hate myself why am I even still alive.