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[HNO]
Experienced
- Aug 21, 2022
- 283
i feel like my sanity slowly drift apart. that once when i turn off the lights in my room, demons from my subconscious emerge, all my horrors become real. unfortunately these horrors are by nature related to sheol or hell, physical tortures and ghoulish abominations lusting for your blood, dismembering you in total darkness for sins you committed, your stupidity, egoism and weakness, for mistakes and wrong choices you did. whenever i go to bed i want to someone to be by my side, just to assure that all's going to be okay and that i'm safe, nothing bad going happen and etc, my imagination won't turn against me.
sometimes frustration that this need probably will never be satisfied hits me and thought that eventually i'll lost my mind and reality i perceived as is and granted will no longer exist, because chemistry in my body in the end was totally fucked by fear stemming from loneliness, it's pulling me to rush to off myself in the middle of night. but in this case i wouldn't die as i wanted so, because only choice i've now is to sneak in a shed and hang myself in surrounding pitch-dark darkness, it's repulsive to me, even though it's only way to prove that i'm not a coward who overcomplicates things
im starting to regret that chose to being shut in stuffy home almost all day rotting in my room before computer w/ family i hate instead of being free from them at least 8 hours per day as i go in uni or go to job and shit even though my role in whenever collective i've got in is a waste of space, i wasn't bullied but always ignored unless i did things specially to draw attention and when i ceased to do so in the high school i was no more than occupied space on a rear desk. i'm in my late 19 heading to my 20's but just that several years after dropped out from school were enough to totally screw me
sometimes frustration that this need probably will never be satisfied hits me and thought that eventually i'll lost my mind and reality i perceived as is and granted will no longer exist, because chemistry in my body in the end was totally fucked by fear stemming from loneliness, it's pulling me to rush to off myself in the middle of night. but in this case i wouldn't die as i wanted so, because only choice i've now is to sneak in a shed and hang myself in surrounding pitch-dark darkness, it's repulsive to me, even though it's only way to prove that i'm not a coward who overcomplicates things
im starting to regret that chose to being shut in stuffy home almost all day rotting in my room before computer w/ family i hate instead of being free from them at least 8 hours per day as i go in uni or go to job and shit even though my role in whenever collective i've got in is a waste of space, i wasn't bullied but always ignored unless i did things specially to draw attention and when i ceased to do so in the high school i was no more than occupied space on a rear desk. i'm in my late 19 heading to my 20's but just that several years after dropped out from school were enough to totally screw me