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pinkribbonscars
She’s lost control
- Oct 7, 2021
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Hello, Ribbons here. As of July 13th, 2026, I still live and now have reincarnated as Cloud Busting. I failed my attempt, and have been trying to recover since. I'm not giving up. I will continue to bust clouds, and for the first time in my entire life, I feel like I can change and build a better tomorrow. Holy shit tho does recovery suck ass. I'm not even close to better, and I wouldn't argue I've come a long way since. The only thing that's kept me thru is supportive ppl I've met over the years (including ppl from here) and a fighting spirit.
I recently have found out I have chronic ptsd. To think I could have died, and I would have merely added more grief and trauma to the world no matter what I tried to do? I prefer to lift people-including myself- up now. I'm happy I survived, but I don't sell a story of hope. All I can do is share my experiences, but I don't know the ending.
Recovery journal:
sanctioned-suicide.net
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They say people ctb because they see no other option, but that's not true in my case. I'm 29. My lizard brain is telling me I'm old and ugly and it's too late and my life is over and I'm ruined and fucked. Realistically I know that isn't true. I'm still young, and I have enough experience that I could bounce back from my failures and turn my entire life around. I could seek help and learn how to deal with my negative self-talk and depression.
But you know what? I'm tired and I don't want to work on recovery, I don't even feel like I deserve recovery. I would say my life has zero purpose. I mean no one has a purpose in life beyond breeding, I just accept that and have realized that I no longer want to live out of spite. I wait to die out of spite for being born against my will and experiencing pain I never wanted. I am a product of my traumatic environment. I let depression win. I submit to defeat.
I'm at peace with no longer fighting and existing despite it all. I don't want to learn to cope with my lizard brain. I want it to stop. I know how to make it stop instantly.
I am at a comedy show with my sister and her boyfriend… her bf's band was the opening act. I'm saying goodbye to them and they don't even know.
This will be my thread to chronicle my final days. Committing suicide is so lonely because you want to say good bye or have people with you before you go but you can't because they'll involuntarily commit you otherwise. So strangers on an Internet forum are my alternative. Thank you for being with me here before I go.
I am unsure when I'm going to go. Sometime this week I believe. Maybe I'll even change my mind and decide to hang on in the process! Either way thank you for supporting me during my journey if you're reading this
Also I forgot to add that I've already donated some of my clothes to thrift so while I may have a change of heart, I'm quite sure this is inevitable. I can't afford new clothes so like i pretty much have to now lol!
I recently have found out I have chronic ptsd. To think I could have died, and I would have merely added more grief and trauma to the world no matter what I tried to do? I prefer to lift people-including myself- up now. I'm happy I survived, but I don't sell a story of hope. All I can do is share my experiences, but I don't know the ending.
Recovery journal:
My recovery journal
As many of you know, I was once pinkribbonscars. My story is a sad one. As you would expect from someone here. And I was tired. Tired of existing and not being able to live. I tried to hold on and everything kept getting worse. I couldn’t function at all. I was ashamed. I was angry at the...
sanctioned-suicide.net
___________________________________
They say people ctb because they see no other option, but that's not true in my case. I'm 29. My lizard brain is telling me I'm old and ugly and it's too late and my life is over and I'm ruined and fucked. Realistically I know that isn't true. I'm still young, and I have enough experience that I could bounce back from my failures and turn my entire life around. I could seek help and learn how to deal with my negative self-talk and depression.
But you know what? I'm tired and I don't want to work on recovery, I don't even feel like I deserve recovery. I would say my life has zero purpose. I mean no one has a purpose in life beyond breeding, I just accept that and have realized that I no longer want to live out of spite. I wait to die out of spite for being born against my will and experiencing pain I never wanted. I am a product of my traumatic environment. I let depression win. I submit to defeat.
I'm at peace with no longer fighting and existing despite it all. I don't want to learn to cope with my lizard brain. I want it to stop. I know how to make it stop instantly.
I am at a comedy show with my sister and her boyfriend… her bf's band was the opening act. I'm saying goodbye to them and they don't even know.
This will be my thread to chronicle my final days. Committing suicide is so lonely because you want to say good bye or have people with you before you go but you can't because they'll involuntarily commit you otherwise. So strangers on an Internet forum are my alternative. Thank you for being with me here before I go.
I am unsure when I'm going to go. Sometime this week I believe. Maybe I'll even change my mind and decide to hang on in the process! Either way thank you for supporting me during my journey if you're reading this
Also I forgot to add that I've already donated some of my clothes to thrift so while I may have a change of heart, I'm quite sure this is inevitable. I can't afford new clothes so like i pretty much have to now lol!
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