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247sylviaplath
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- Feb 6, 2024
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My life has been shit since I could remember
It got so bad to the point where I had to leave my home last year due to my dad attempting to CTB both him and I. That's when I knew that I couldn't be fixed and no amount of medication they tried to put me on, no amount of moving will fix this avid hole that's infiltrated my heart, my relationships and my ability to cope and function as a human being. I genuinely think this suffering will continue with me forever, and I can't escape it. All I can do that is manageable is watching movies trying to bide time until the day repeats itself and hope I don't have to face anyone else. I'm no longer a working member of society, I am a one dimensional shell of the person I used to be. It's awful and I wish this pain upon no one. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if my dad did successfully go through with it, and how I would be at peace as opposed to now. I'm done. I'm done with the psych wards, the people pretending to be there, the social workers, the family services, the bruises, the cuts, sticks and stones, I need peace. I need to end it.
It got so bad to the point where I had to leave my home last year due to my dad attempting to CTB both him and I. That's when I knew that I couldn't be fixed and no amount of medication they tried to put me on, no amount of moving will fix this avid hole that's infiltrated my heart, my relationships and my ability to cope and function as a human being. I genuinely think this suffering will continue with me forever, and I can't escape it. All I can do that is manageable is watching movies trying to bide time until the day repeats itself and hope I don't have to face anyone else. I'm no longer a working member of society, I am a one dimensional shell of the person I used to be. It's awful and I wish this pain upon no one. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if my dad did successfully go through with it, and how I would be at peace as opposed to now. I'm done. I'm done with the psych wards, the people pretending to be there, the social workers, the family services, the bruises, the cuts, sticks and stones, I need peace. I need to end it.