glad it’s night
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow…
- Apr 19, 2021
- 52
Over the past four years I've experienced a lot of growth. I started two creative projects that I am (was) passionate about. One is a book of 101 jokes. That project basically done I just need to finish a few of the illustrations and decide the order of the jokes and which ones to leave out, because I have around 600. The other project I have is a novel and I have about 100 pages of notes but haven't started writing it yet.
But lately I just can't find the will or the reason to do anything. The healthcare system does not seem to be able to help.
In theory I should have no reason to want to ctb. Money is ok. I'm having enough sex (actually taking a break because was wasting too much time with that).
But my mind keeps going back to...maybe I should check the darkweb for Pentobarbital.
I created this account in 2021. I would browse, made a few posts, sent a few messages but wasn't very active. And then I just logged on agaiN this year when I started feeling deadly again.
I had been using a lot of GHB, and perhaps my brain is all sorts of fucked up because of that.
I'm not even sad. I just...I don't know...maybe this is something to talk about with a psychiatrist or something but the healthcare system is so slow. Anyway if you made it this far, thank you for reading, I know this post is just about me but I wanted to get the feelings out. Hope y'all are having a good night.
But lately I just can't find the will or the reason to do anything. The healthcare system does not seem to be able to help.
In theory I should have no reason to want to ctb. Money is ok. I'm having enough sex (actually taking a break because was wasting too much time with that).
But my mind keeps going back to...maybe I should check the darkweb for Pentobarbital.
I created this account in 2021. I would browse, made a few posts, sent a few messages but wasn't very active. And then I just logged on agaiN this year when I started feeling deadly again.
I had been using a lot of GHB, and perhaps my brain is all sorts of fucked up because of that.
I'm not even sad. I just...I don't know...maybe this is something to talk about with a psychiatrist or something but the healthcare system is so slow. Anyway if you made it this far, thank you for reading, I know this post is just about me but I wanted to get the feelings out. Hope y'all are having a good night.