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waitingtodie
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- Oct 17, 2022
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I'm so scared of heights but I feel like jumping is my only way to ctb as I've been hospitalized due to suicidal ideation so I have no way of purchasing a gun. I was thinking of going to my aunts house and jumping off her balcony but I'm scared SI will stop me and I'll be taken to the hospital again. I also don't want to do it in front of her since she is in her 70s. I feel like realistically I'm going to climb over her balcony and freeze and she's going to try to talk me out of jumping. I have to figure out a way to not be afraid, climb over and say if you do this you won't struggle/suffer in the future.
I hate that money makes the world go round. I struggle at work. I'm working at a temp job and I don't see them hiring me. I feel like if this job lets me go I'm not going to find another job and I'm going to run through all of my money. I'm scared of the thought of being homeless and not being able to care for myself. Also getting up and going into work has been harder and harder as the days go by.
Every time I wake up I wonder how is this my life. How did I used to live normally and take care of my personal appearance, have romantic relationships, work, feed myself multiple times a day, and take care of my grooming? How did I have a normal life? I feel so far from normal. All I do now is wake up and stress out about losing this job, running through what's left of my savings. It's on my mind all day and I don't want to live on the streets hungry and cold (winter is coming). I feel like killing myself now will avoid all future agony.
I hate that money makes the world go round. I struggle at work. I'm working at a temp job and I don't see them hiring me. I feel like if this job lets me go I'm not going to find another job and I'm going to run through all of my money. I'm scared of the thought of being homeless and not being able to care for myself. Also getting up and going into work has been harder and harder as the days go by.
Every time I wake up I wonder how is this my life. How did I used to live normally and take care of my personal appearance, have romantic relationships, work, feed myself multiple times a day, and take care of my grooming? How did I have a normal life? I feel so far from normal. All I do now is wake up and stress out about losing this job, running through what's left of my savings. It's on my mind all day and I don't want to live on the streets hungry and cold (winter is coming). I feel like killing myself now will avoid all future agony.