jbear824
F*ck humanity. Let's end this.
- Jul 4, 2023
- 409
I want to ctb. Have wanted to since I was seven. So much has happened to me that has only fed that desire.
The latest life development that has furthered this desire is housing. Me, my friend and my partner are going to lose our home. We have no way of moving or getting a new place. We are going to be homeless. Like I mean, tents and sleeping bags homeless. With no way out of it. We just don't make enough money, even though me and my friend get Social security and my partner works part time. (I can't work because of severe and chronic mental illness.) It's just not enough. Also, none of us can drive. So I'm not even sure where we can go once we're made to leave.
My friend is 65. I don't think she'll last long in homelessness. So I'm probably going to have to watch her lose the will to live and die. And my partner is younger than me, on the autism spectrum and is not capable of being independent. He relies on me. Without me, he has no one. If he's left all on his own, he will die too.
I can't ctb because they need me and would devastated and lost without me and I hate it. Because it means I'm trapped. It means my brain has something to attach itself to to keep me alive. And I hate it.
But living means watching these people suffer a life of destitution and either being killed by the elements or other natural causes.
I have no idea how to survive without benefits. And a certain political party in the US is intent on getting rid of gov assistamce. So we may not even have these benefits for much longer. or how to survive out in the wilderness. I can't keep me or my loved ones safe. I don't want to watch my loved ones starve or freeze to death. I don't want to experience those things.
I want out but I can't. I'm trapped and I'm just in so much pain. And the world couldn't care less, but then also denies me access to quick painless death. Instead I have to suffer. I have to watch other people suffer.
I'm so fucking terrified. I cry and have panic attacks everyday. I can't even talk about my feelings to my providers because I don't want to be separated from my friend and partner by being hospitalized only to potentially not be here when we have to move out and never see them again.
I feel sick everyday because of the dread, anxiety and panic over how trapped I feel. Over my life sentence of suffering that lies ahead of me. It's not fair. I just want to be done.
The latest life development that has furthered this desire is housing. Me, my friend and my partner are going to lose our home. We have no way of moving or getting a new place. We are going to be homeless. Like I mean, tents and sleeping bags homeless. With no way out of it. We just don't make enough money, even though me and my friend get Social security and my partner works part time. (I can't work because of severe and chronic mental illness.) It's just not enough. Also, none of us can drive. So I'm not even sure where we can go once we're made to leave.
My friend is 65. I don't think she'll last long in homelessness. So I'm probably going to have to watch her lose the will to live and die. And my partner is younger than me, on the autism spectrum and is not capable of being independent. He relies on me. Without me, he has no one. If he's left all on his own, he will die too.
I can't ctb because they need me and would devastated and lost without me and I hate it. Because it means I'm trapped. It means my brain has something to attach itself to to keep me alive. And I hate it.
But living means watching these people suffer a life of destitution and either being killed by the elements or other natural causes.
I have no idea how to survive without benefits. And a certain political party in the US is intent on getting rid of gov assistamce. So we may not even have these benefits for much longer. or how to survive out in the wilderness. I can't keep me or my loved ones safe. I don't want to watch my loved ones starve or freeze to death. I don't want to experience those things.
I want out but I can't. I'm trapped and I'm just in so much pain. And the world couldn't care less, but then also denies me access to quick painless death. Instead I have to suffer. I have to watch other people suffer.
I'm so fucking terrified. I cry and have panic attacks everyday. I can't even talk about my feelings to my providers because I don't want to be separated from my friend and partner by being hospitalized only to potentially not be here when we have to move out and never see them again.
I feel sick everyday because of the dread, anxiety and panic over how trapped I feel. Over my life sentence of suffering that lies ahead of me. It's not fair. I just want to be done.