Venting I've made up my mind, but part of me wants to be saved

[keagro]

Heyo,

Everyday, I struggle to think of anything other than the end, yet just as I've finally made up my mind, part of me denies it. As much as I don't want to be here anymore, part of me also wants someone to care enough to save me. I think that could be due to lack of care from people around me - my family doesn't care about therapy and my friends abandoned me - but I'm not sure. Honestly I just want to feel cared for, but now that I'm here, I can feel the end calling. Maybe the people on the other side would care.

 

[yellowdangerinesss]

This resonates deep in my bones. I want so badly for someone to save me but I know that I'm the only one who can—and I don't want to. I'm tired. I just hope the other side is better than this.

 

[User8]

I can totally relate to this. I get most sad when I see animals in need, and nothing is more meaningful than helping and caring for them. The fact that there is no one or nothing that cares for us is probably the main catalyst for wanting out, because nothing in this world can satisfy my longing for a better world. This place needs to be burned to the ground.