
Cauliflour
The one who doodles.
- Mar 24, 2025
- 78
I've probably already made a post about this so if this is a repeat then feel free to ignore me.
I see posts about people ordering chemicals, making plans, saying goodbyes, and overall feel like utter dogshit and I don't feel exactly like all those people but I must have something up with me because people are picking up on it and everyone here is so kind and wholesome and god damn it I don't deserve to be here but this is the only place I can talk more honestly because I've talked too much on Discord servers and people are concerned. I make too many of these posts and I don't even do anything serious like pick out a nice bridge, I just ramble. Everyone here is actually suicidal and shit and I'm just a poser who knows their self worth. What is even the threshold for "being suicidal"? I probably don't think about killing myself enough to classify as suicidal even though I have dreams of violently stabbing myself somewhat often.
I'm so lonely. I can't be honest with anybody.
I can't be honest with my family because they'll send me to therapy.
I can't be honest with my friends because I don't talk to people.
I can't be honest online because people will cancel me.
I can't be honest on here because I'm not the right kind of mentally ill.
Everyone here doesn't deserve to die. Everyone here has some sort of worth that they shouldn't throw away and should preserve for as long as they can, but I'm not everyone. I don't deserve anything. I don't deserve to be on this website. I don't deserve to have success in life. I don't deserve to live. I don't deserve to die. I didn't deserve to be born but I was anyway so I should just invent time travel and mess with my parents' schedule so I don't come into existence.
When people cut, they do it because of some kind of mental health thing. They deserve it or they want to calm down or whatever they say but I just do it because I like it and are a masochist. I haven't cut in quite a bit though. Don't deserve it. I don't deserve that glorious feeling and the beauty of the scars. All I deserve is tetanus.
I don't know how normal people are supposed to act. I've grown up quite sheltered for reasons I won't get into and I have autism and are lesbian so I feel like I'm in my own bubble that I want to see what is beyond it but end up face planting. I live paranoid of what everyone thinks of me as I don't know what to mask (and if I did, I would probably be lying in a crimson bath already) and I've accepted that this is my life. I've accepted that I'm a fucking weirdo that can never change and is a piece of shit and everyone must be talking behind my back but if I say that too much then I sound like those TikTokers who think they're quirky and want attention.
I just want to find someone who thinks, or at least understands, me and I can be completely honest about everything to them and only them, but I don't deserve anyone like that, if they even exist. I'll end up dragging them down and abusing them and I can't bring myself to inevitably hurt someone like that. I suppose they'll have to be even more fucked in the head than me to counter-balance but then they'll be in pain and I don't have the strength to help them so it'll never work out.
I'll eventually learn to grow numb though. I just need to keep up this facade before it comes crashing down.
I see posts about people ordering chemicals, making plans, saying goodbyes, and overall feel like utter dogshit and I don't feel exactly like all those people but I must have something up with me because people are picking up on it and everyone here is so kind and wholesome and god damn it I don't deserve to be here but this is the only place I can talk more honestly because I've talked too much on Discord servers and people are concerned. I make too many of these posts and I don't even do anything serious like pick out a nice bridge, I just ramble. Everyone here is actually suicidal and shit and I'm just a poser who knows their self worth. What is even the threshold for "being suicidal"? I probably don't think about killing myself enough to classify as suicidal even though I have dreams of violently stabbing myself somewhat often.
I'm so lonely. I can't be honest with anybody.
I can't be honest with my family because they'll send me to therapy.
I can't be honest with my friends because I don't talk to people.
I can't be honest online because people will cancel me.
I can't be honest on here because I'm not the right kind of mentally ill.
Everyone here doesn't deserve to die. Everyone here has some sort of worth that they shouldn't throw away and should preserve for as long as they can, but I'm not everyone. I don't deserve anything. I don't deserve to be on this website. I don't deserve to have success in life. I don't deserve to live. I don't deserve to die. I didn't deserve to be born but I was anyway so I should just invent time travel and mess with my parents' schedule so I don't come into existence.
When people cut, they do it because of some kind of mental health thing. They deserve it or they want to calm down or whatever they say but I just do it because I like it and are a masochist. I haven't cut in quite a bit though. Don't deserve it. I don't deserve that glorious feeling and the beauty of the scars. All I deserve is tetanus.
I don't know how normal people are supposed to act. I've grown up quite sheltered for reasons I won't get into and I have autism and are lesbian so I feel like I'm in my own bubble that I want to see what is beyond it but end up face planting. I live paranoid of what everyone thinks of me as I don't know what to mask (and if I did, I would probably be lying in a crimson bath already) and I've accepted that this is my life. I've accepted that I'm a fucking weirdo that can never change and is a piece of shit and everyone must be talking behind my back but if I say that too much then I sound like those TikTokers who think they're quirky and want attention.
I just want to find someone who thinks, or at least understands, me and I can be completely honest about everything to them and only them, but I don't deserve anyone like that, if they even exist. I'll end up dragging them down and abusing them and I can't bring myself to inevitably hurt someone like that. I suppose they'll have to be even more fucked in the head than me to counter-balance but then they'll be in pain and I don't have the strength to help them so it'll never work out.
I'll eventually learn to grow numb though. I just need to keep up this facade before it comes crashing down.