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lostmind38
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- Mar 1, 2024
- 46
I am so frustrated as I am typing this...
After 2 unsuccessful attempts where the SI would always kick in, reinforcing the feeling of being failure, I found someone I've known IRL, someone like minded, someone I could trust, and had a strong bond with to CTB together. I thought that having a partner would be comforting, that we would be able to help each other with SI, and I won't screw things up again and I would just die in peace.
We both had chosen the same method and decided to travel to Poland as he had found a contact there to supply SN but it was only F2F. Naïve, stupid, desperate...may be... but at this point I don't care what people would call me. As it is almost impossible to get SN in the UK, I went.
We booked a room, had everything ready and went to meet the seller. Long story short, we got skanked and I am back in the UK. My friend's family found out about our trip and now he is sectioned.
So, I am back to square one, the idea of researching other methods it's just so overwhelming and I just can't face it.
Oh, how I wish people saying that suicide is the easy way out were right… I am devastated that I tomorrow I will wake up once again, will have to exist another day, and will have to continue to suffer. We live in an awful world!
After 2 unsuccessful attempts where the SI would always kick in, reinforcing the feeling of being failure, I found someone I've known IRL, someone like minded, someone I could trust, and had a strong bond with to CTB together. I thought that having a partner would be comforting, that we would be able to help each other with SI, and I won't screw things up again and I would just die in peace.
We both had chosen the same method and decided to travel to Poland as he had found a contact there to supply SN but it was only F2F. Naïve, stupid, desperate...may be... but at this point I don't care what people would call me. As it is almost impossible to get SN in the UK, I went.
We booked a room, had everything ready and went to meet the seller. Long story short, we got skanked and I am back in the UK. My friend's family found out about our trip and now he is sectioned.
So, I am back to square one, the idea of researching other methods it's just so overwhelming and I just can't face it.
Oh, how I wish people saying that suicide is the easy way out were right… I am devastated that I tomorrow I will wake up once again, will have to exist another day, and will have to continue to suffer. We live in an awful world!