Yeah I'm flaring up pretty bad last couple of days. I had managed to distract myself for 8-10 days going for aggressive runs all jacked up on pre workout and ephedrine; just doping myself up on runners high and managing to get caught in vanity. I also have a hard time going to therapy and having to cloak and dagger this suicidal ideation. I'm unwilling to commit myself to therapy or life, so I just kinda get through the days half assing life, being a basic, dysfunctional loser, making myself dumber and less functional, spending 10 plus hours a day on screens, binge eating and compulsively exercising, not really meaningfully talking to anyone, so fucking lonely and lost.
I hadn't been on here much in the last week, the running, movies/reddit/porn, feigning life kinda had me wrapped up. Then when the heat gets hot and I want to peacefully drift away and be only a memory and to be forgotten immediately I'm confronted with how much I don't trust any of the information available on here or myself to get N and safely pass on.
Yeah, this isn't living.