
destiny
she/her
- Aug 21, 2021
- 29
I have been suicidal for a long time. At points it was just a passive wish to be dead. Sometimes the feelings got so strong, spent all my time researching methods, planning, fantasizing, being pretty sure it would soon happen. But there was always some fear in me. Some hope. Something that stopped me from taking the final steps. And I always crawled through.
Now something in me has changed. I am no longer afraid. The thought of the act still brings me to tears, but at the same time a calmness has come over me. I am happy that the end is nearing. It's like the final stage of grief. Grief for my own dead. It's okay, I'm at peace with where life has brought me. I forgive myself.
Now something in me has changed. I am no longer afraid. The thought of the act still brings me to tears, but at the same time a calmness has come over me. I am happy that the end is nearing. It's like the final stage of grief. Grief for my own dead. It's okay, I'm at peace with where life has brought me. I forgive myself.