zomboy
Member
- Dec 30, 2019
- 5
last night my fiance and i had a small new year's celebration (his idea). i ended up drinking a lot more than he did and started talking about how i want to die, stupidly. but he didn't say shit to me. just let me rant and moved on right afterwards.
i wonder if he even cares. if i went ahead and did it, would it really affect him that bad? that's a big reason i haven't done it. I'm always thinking of how maybe everything will work out, and we'll have a happy life together. most of all i don't want to hurt him by ending my life. i love him so much. but increasingly I don't feel loved. so I think everything would be okay. I think he'd be happy without me, probably much happier without me.
it's kind of relieving to think that, honestly. but then there's the part of me that still selfishly wants to be cared about. it doesn't make any sense. it's a relief to not be cared about but it also makes me feel so, so empty. and as much as i hate to admit it i crave to have that void filled. I wish i could just make up my mind already on if I want to die or not. if I want to be saved or not.
and as much as i hate the term i guess I've been putting out a lot of cries for help. but no one answers. so now I'm starting to give up. maybe no one is helping me because it's hopeless. and if it's hopeless, what reason do I have to stay here?
when i look at the big picture the answer seems so clear to me. nothing is going to get better for someone like me.
i wonder if he even cares. if i went ahead and did it, would it really affect him that bad? that's a big reason i haven't done it. I'm always thinking of how maybe everything will work out, and we'll have a happy life together. most of all i don't want to hurt him by ending my life. i love him so much. but increasingly I don't feel loved. so I think everything would be okay. I think he'd be happy without me, probably much happier without me.
it's kind of relieving to think that, honestly. but then there's the part of me that still selfishly wants to be cared about. it doesn't make any sense. it's a relief to not be cared about but it also makes me feel so, so empty. and as much as i hate to admit it i crave to have that void filled. I wish i could just make up my mind already on if I want to die or not. if I want to be saved or not.
and as much as i hate the term i guess I've been putting out a lot of cries for help. but no one answers. so now I'm starting to give up. maybe no one is helping me because it's hopeless. and if it's hopeless, what reason do I have to stay here?
when i look at the big picture the answer seems so clear to me. nothing is going to get better for someone like me.