highjumping
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- May 30, 2023
- 93
I plan on ending my life soon, the thought is back despite my efforts to get it to stop, I don't like being here on this earth. Comfort is temporary and the feeling of everything being okay never lasted long enough. I'm starting to heat voices again, I don't think my therapist takes it seriously.
The struggle with my body became worse recently, I want to fall back into my eating disorder.
Suffering is the only constant I ever had in my life, maybe that's why I find so much comfort in it, 5 months clean but doesn't get easier, it only gets worse.
My problems are a burden to everyone so I try not to talk about them, I know I'm annoying, the voices tell me I am so I believe it.
Summer has been going terrible, nobody in my real life wants me to be around so I sit in my room all day contemplating, planning.
Everyones life is going great and while I'm happy for the few people I talk to, I am also filled with envy. Sometimes I wish someone would give me a reason to live, some hope is till left for someone to save me but I don't think they ever will. I seek comfort in my own thoughts, in the image I created of others, I live in a world that isn't real but it's my only way to stay here for some time. I don't know when I will ctb, I don't know if I will wait a couple of months, a year, 2 years, who knows, all I know is that I will do it. Getting better doesn't seem to work, the thoughts are still there and the voices are as loud as ever.
My therapist said I have PTSD, I don't know what to do with that diagnosis, I don't care honestly.
I still can't talk about what happened to me and I don't think I ever will, I hate myself so much.
Thank you for allowing me to come back to this site once in a while to let out my thoughts, I love all of you.
I don't know how to deal with my thoughts anymore other than ctb and make them stop forever, I hope some people will miss me to be honest. I know that is selfish but they weren't there when I needed them the most, nobody was.
The struggle with my body became worse recently, I want to fall back into my eating disorder.
Suffering is the only constant I ever had in my life, maybe that's why I find so much comfort in it, 5 months clean but doesn't get easier, it only gets worse.
My problems are a burden to everyone so I try not to talk about them, I know I'm annoying, the voices tell me I am so I believe it.
Summer has been going terrible, nobody in my real life wants me to be around so I sit in my room all day contemplating, planning.
Everyones life is going great and while I'm happy for the few people I talk to, I am also filled with envy. Sometimes I wish someone would give me a reason to live, some hope is till left for someone to save me but I don't think they ever will. I seek comfort in my own thoughts, in the image I created of others, I live in a world that isn't real but it's my only way to stay here for some time. I don't know when I will ctb, I don't know if I will wait a couple of months, a year, 2 years, who knows, all I know is that I will do it. Getting better doesn't seem to work, the thoughts are still there and the voices are as loud as ever.
My therapist said I have PTSD, I don't know what to do with that diagnosis, I don't care honestly.
I still can't talk about what happened to me and I don't think I ever will, I hate myself so much.
Thank you for allowing me to come back to this site once in a while to let out my thoughts, I love all of you.
I don't know how to deal with my thoughts anymore other than ctb and make them stop forever, I hope some people will miss me to be honest. I know that is selfish but they weren't there when I needed them the most, nobody was.