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Getting closer
- Jun 7, 2023
- 92
Hello,
I'm still here too. I didn't think I would be. I had it planned. My birthday. 25th of June. As it turned out people still love me despite all I've done. Despite the BPD and all the shit that's gone wrong. And I've fucked up a lot. People say it's human nature but some folks seem to get an easier ride.
I ended up losing over a grand at a Casino on my birthday just because I thought, fuck it I won't need the money when I'm gone…Great idea dickhead, now you've made your life even more difficult. Well done.
What makes it so hard to pull the plug on life is relationships with others. I've opened up to people around me. Told them that I want to die. Told them that I've attempted and failed. The day not that long ago that I took a lit bbq into my bathroom and closed the door.
I still want to die and I'm certain I'll try again. It's people around me, trying their best to give me reasons to stay alive that's stopping me. People I will hurt, not
intentionally but I will.
But I'm going to die someday so why not a day of my choosing?
Being kind to myself is choosing a method that's the most peaceful. I tried hanging the day after my birthday but it obviously failed.
I don't recommend partial unless you're really committed. In fact I don't recommend any method unless really committed. I tried to violently pull down on the rope with my head and the knot pulled through on the door handle. So I'm just left with a sore throat that hasn't gone away. Another genius move.
When people around me already know Im suicidal, I figured it will come as less of a shock now they know.
My sister bought me this book for my birthday which I've just read. Another troubled soul…and I thought some of the shit I've done and said was bad. Still doesn't want to stop me kms though. He is him and I'm still me.
Everyday is like torture from the inside out. What I fail to fix on the inside manifests on the outside. It becomes my reality which is just shit.
I'm still here too. I didn't think I would be. I had it planned. My birthday. 25th of June. As it turned out people still love me despite all I've done. Despite the BPD and all the shit that's gone wrong. And I've fucked up a lot. People say it's human nature but some folks seem to get an easier ride.
I ended up losing over a grand at a Casino on my birthday just because I thought, fuck it I won't need the money when I'm gone…Great idea dickhead, now you've made your life even more difficult. Well done.
What makes it so hard to pull the plug on life is relationships with others. I've opened up to people around me. Told them that I want to die. Told them that I've attempted and failed. The day not that long ago that I took a lit bbq into my bathroom and closed the door.
I still want to die and I'm certain I'll try again. It's people around me, trying their best to give me reasons to stay alive that's stopping me. People I will hurt, not
intentionally but I will.
But I'm going to die someday so why not a day of my choosing?
Being kind to myself is choosing a method that's the most peaceful. I tried hanging the day after my birthday but it obviously failed.
I don't recommend partial unless you're really committed. In fact I don't recommend any method unless really committed. I tried to violently pull down on the rope with my head and the knot pulled through on the door handle. So I'm just left with a sore throat that hasn't gone away. Another genius move.
When people around me already know Im suicidal, I figured it will come as less of a shock now they know.
My sister bought me this book for my birthday which I've just read. Another troubled soul…and I thought some of the shit I've done and said was bad. Still doesn't want to stop me kms though. He is him and I'm still me.
Everyday is like torture from the inside out. What I fail to fix on the inside manifests on the outside. It becomes my reality which is just shit.