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Tired&Drained
Trans and tired
- Apr 17, 2022
- 20
The title isn't meant to imply that it's wrong to exit or to not care it's just what I relate most to, being with her I have or had a will to live, a genuine desire to keep trudging forward beyond just not wanting to hurt people by offing myself, yesterday she talked about how she had doubts about the relationship and I just broke, use being twin flames, neither of us being solid foundations, her being an introvert and me an extrovert, and I'm sure her wanting an open relationship and me not wanting it cause demi and attachment and abandonment issues doesn't help.
So I'm back here for the first time in months, maybe we won't fix it and I'll be truly peering into the abyss like the last breakup we had, or maybe I'm in a stronger more stable spot now, maybe us breaking up would be good in the long term even if it feels so gross to type that.
I've been thinking a lot about Russian roulette and how cool it would be to gamble with that, or if a robber came into the store and I traded everything for the gun, took a Lyft somewhere and shot myself. Everything fades, everything ends, the night is darkest before the dawn and the day is brightest before the dusk, I'm not sure I even believe in progress or whatever anymore, there's just being with what is, maybe I'm closer to being enlightened or maybe I'm just repressing how deeply I care and how hurt and scared I am.
Could one of you fine folks come kill me in my sleep or just come and shoot me in the waking world, I either want it or don't care anymore, maybe both
So I'm back here for the first time in months, maybe we won't fix it and I'll be truly peering into the abyss like the last breakup we had, or maybe I'm in a stronger more stable spot now, maybe us breaking up would be good in the long term even if it feels so gross to type that.
I've been thinking a lot about Russian roulette and how cool it would be to gamble with that, or if a robber came into the store and I traded everything for the gun, took a Lyft somewhere and shot myself. Everything fades, everything ends, the night is darkest before the dawn and the day is brightest before the dusk, I'm not sure I even believe in progress or whatever anymore, there's just being with what is, maybe I'm closer to being enlightened or maybe I'm just repressing how deeply I care and how hurt and scared I am.
Could one of you fine folks come kill me in my sleep or just come and shoot me in the waking world, I either want it or don't care anymore, maybe both