ForgiveMeFriends
Death is the purest form of atonement.
- Jan 2, 2025
- 13
It was beautiful. All so beautiful. I can vividly recall how I felt, walking slowly towards what was supposed to be my last stop. The wind was howling, the trees were swaying and dancing, it was all so dark and quiet and undisturbed. I couldn't help but be in this sort of... trance. A blissful, completely unbothered trance. This was likely the closest to happiness I've felt since developing depression. It felt like mother nature reserved a path just for me, and wanted to kiss my forehead on those train tracks as my body mangled and splattered, she promised me no more routine, no more harm, just utter bliss.
But I rejected it. I rejected it all because I wanted to call two of my closest friends right before doing it and couldn't because my phone had died. One of them doesn't even fucking care anymore, and the other one..... they're too sweet to hurt.
But seriously, has anyone experienced such a 'high' or trance before? It's completely different from the normal joy people get, it's just so.... particular.
Edit: I'm not going to try it again until I've gotten a bit of therapy, I've got a little hope in it.
But I rejected it. I rejected it all because I wanted to call two of my closest friends right before doing it and couldn't because my phone had died. One of them doesn't even fucking care anymore, and the other one..... they're too sweet to hurt.
But seriously, has anyone experienced such a 'high' or trance before? It's completely different from the normal joy people get, it's just so.... particular.
Edit: I'm not going to try it again until I've gotten a bit of therapy, I've got a little hope in it.