wristcutangel
What value is there to a life that wants to end?
- Jul 5, 2023
- 167
the hand fate has dealt me is so bad it'd be laughable if i weren't so miserable. born into a family with a history of child marriages and incest and a history of both mental and physical health problems, in a country where mental help is next to nonexistent and an abusive family, it's like the world wanted me to kill myself. being a lesbian in a violently homophobic and misogynistic country isn't any better, being an ex-muslim places a death sentence onto my back, and my view on my gender is an absolute mess i don't even want to decipher anymore.
If that isn't enough, it has to mock me by making it impossible for me to do it too. i can't go outside, i'm under constant surveillance, the best i have is a dull blade i removed out an years old sharpener that i just continue to cut away at my arms with. my family didn't even bother with the forced positivity when they found out, they just threatened me.
it's so funny. there was nothing good about this life, and i'm now seeing that the little privilege i was granted was just life's way of further tormenting me. letting me get a taste of freedom through the internet and being deluded into thinking that a happy life was possible, it was just to show me what i'll never have. everything in my life was set up to make me miserable, and these past few days have truly made it set in.
i'll never be happy. the only happiness i'll ever have is in suicide, if i don't kill myself then someone else will murder me instead, it's just a matter of time and i want to get done with this sooner rather than later, by my own choice. i've been fighting for years, but i think i've finally realized it for good. this world is absolutely, truly irredeemable and the only purpose of my existence was pure and utter torture.
i'll make another post about plans to ctb, although i'm doubtful that my luck would ever let me carry it out. but i think i've given up for good this time.
If that isn't enough, it has to mock me by making it impossible for me to do it too. i can't go outside, i'm under constant surveillance, the best i have is a dull blade i removed out an years old sharpener that i just continue to cut away at my arms with. my family didn't even bother with the forced positivity when they found out, they just threatened me.
it's so funny. there was nothing good about this life, and i'm now seeing that the little privilege i was granted was just life's way of further tormenting me. letting me get a taste of freedom through the internet and being deluded into thinking that a happy life was possible, it was just to show me what i'll never have. everything in my life was set up to make me miserable, and these past few days have truly made it set in.
i'll never be happy. the only happiness i'll ever have is in suicide, if i don't kill myself then someone else will murder me instead, it's just a matter of time and i want to get done with this sooner rather than later, by my own choice. i've been fighting for years, but i think i've finally realized it for good. this world is absolutely, truly irredeemable and the only purpose of my existence was pure and utter torture.
i'll make another post about plans to ctb, although i'm doubtful that my luck would ever let me carry it out. but i think i've given up for good this time.