
cracklingroses
Member
- Sep 10, 2023
- 66
It was the cruelest awakening of my life waking up with those tubes down my throat several days later. All I remember was fading into complete darkness. My vision started to sparkle of tiny speckles of angels/light and then I wake up here with things to only get worse and worse every day I continue to live.
It was the biggest slap in the face from the universe I have ever received.
Now I am having a hard time trying again with the fear of not completing it again.
I hate this fucking reality. I tried to heal myself spiritually with psychedelics. All I know is that if I am the source of all existence/non-existence, then why don't I have more control?
It's getting really hard to talk myself out of suicide day in and day out. The days feel like eternity since I am addicted to dissociative drugs. I have tried so hard to get into rehab but I have no help or support getting into rehab.
With being transgender, finding help in a place that is actually safe and where I am not bullied/harassed/manipulated by the staff and other clients is impossible in the state I live in.
Plus I am terrified of people in general. I know I am a target for psychic programming throughout the psychiatric system, so any time I try to get help, it is just a trap to set me up and experiment on me with copious amounts of psychotropic drugs, ECT, and unethical "therapies".
I don't know how to break the simulation. It seems my awareness isn't enough. I don't understand. It never ends. Did something go wrong? Did I get trapped?
It was the biggest slap in the face from the universe I have ever received.
Now I am having a hard time trying again with the fear of not completing it again.
I hate this fucking reality. I tried to heal myself spiritually with psychedelics. All I know is that if I am the source of all existence/non-existence, then why don't I have more control?
It's getting really hard to talk myself out of suicide day in and day out. The days feel like eternity since I am addicted to dissociative drugs. I have tried so hard to get into rehab but I have no help or support getting into rehab.
With being transgender, finding help in a place that is actually safe and where I am not bullied/harassed/manipulated by the staff and other clients is impossible in the state I live in.
Plus I am terrified of people in general. I know I am a target for psychic programming throughout the psychiatric system, so any time I try to get help, it is just a trap to set me up and experiment on me with copious amounts of psychotropic drugs, ECT, and unethical "therapies".
I don't know how to break the simulation. It seems my awareness isn't enough. I don't understand. It never ends. Did something go wrong? Did I get trapped?