
BitterlyAlive_
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- Dec 8, 2020
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I usually feel like shit. It can be really tough to make it through the day, but whatever. I don't have a choice, so I try. But lately it's been getting 'bad'. It's embarrassing, shameful, and leaves me with a sickening sense of guilt. I made a post on here a couple weeks ago, but have really been trying to keep it to myself. It's getting overwhelming and difficult to deal with, though.
There's been a lot going on. I guess I've been pretty stressed because of life circumstances. For a while, I've been waking up panicking early in the mornings yet again. I feel it's related to this life stress. I've been dissociating more to cope, which seems to have led to me cutting again, and I've been trying to deal with that habit again….haven't cut in a few days, but I'm still upset with myself because of the 'relapse'. I also had some flashbacks a little over a week ago that really fucked me up - they made me very suicidal for a few days, to the point where I strongly considered calling a friend to…talk about it. Finally, I've been going through all of my belongings lately, and I came across my SN a couple of days ago. My brain has now latched onto that. I've been vividly remembering the emotions and that raw desperation leading to me mixing it, the sounds and feel of mixing it (lol wtf), how it felt to start to drink it, the taste, holding it in my mouth and detaching and remembering my friends, realizing I couldn't die yet, the time I chose to swallow some instead of spitting it all out. And it just makes me want to try again, even now, when things are objectively better and I've made "progress", but I know that I can't die yet and I have to keep trying. Overall, the desire to kill myself has been getting so intense (yet again), and it's been difficult to distract myself.
I do want to point out that I'm not planning on trying suicide again in the foreseeable future. I'm trying to actually live a life before I die, and I'm trying to figure out better ways cope with things. I guess knowing how good I have it, how my life is going now…it just makes me feel like such a piece of shit for feeling this way and still wanting to kill myself. As I said above, I just feel so embarrassed, ashamed, and guilty about all of this…
There's been a lot going on. I guess I've been pretty stressed because of life circumstances. For a while, I've been waking up panicking early in the mornings yet again. I feel it's related to this life stress. I've been dissociating more to cope, which seems to have led to me cutting again, and I've been trying to deal with that habit again….haven't cut in a few days, but I'm still upset with myself because of the 'relapse'. I also had some flashbacks a little over a week ago that really fucked me up - they made me very suicidal for a few days, to the point where I strongly considered calling a friend to…talk about it. Finally, I've been going through all of my belongings lately, and I came across my SN a couple of days ago. My brain has now latched onto that. I've been vividly remembering the emotions and that raw desperation leading to me mixing it, the sounds and feel of mixing it (lol wtf), how it felt to start to drink it, the taste, holding it in my mouth and detaching and remembering my friends, realizing I couldn't die yet, the time I chose to swallow some instead of spitting it all out. And it just makes me want to try again, even now, when things are objectively better and I've made "progress", but I know that I can't die yet and I have to keep trying. Overall, the desire to kill myself has been getting so intense (yet again), and it's been difficult to distract myself.
I do want to point out that I'm not planning on trying suicide again in the foreseeable future. I'm trying to actually live a life before I die, and I'm trying to figure out better ways cope with things. I guess knowing how good I have it, how my life is going now…it just makes me feel like such a piece of shit for feeling this way and still wanting to kill myself. As I said above, I just feel so embarrassed, ashamed, and guilty about all of this…