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NotADrill
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- Jan 6, 2023
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So my SN has been ordered, I have all the other bits and I have a plan that I plan to review etc beforehand but that seems as close to spot-on as I can get it. However, it's the guilt that I'm now struggling with.
I don't want to be here and I'm pretty sure I'll still feel that way when the reality sets in when the SN etc arrives. I plan to send a text on a scheduled timer for a day or two later (for obvious reasons) and I plan to send it to some members of my family, a few friends, the last woman that broke my heart the worst and maybe a few others. I just feel so bad though; these family members do love me and I love them, these friends have done their best and although she did it the girl in question didn't mean to break me like this and I fell for her all the same. I can't lie in the message and make out like certain things haven't pushed me towards this decision (my past and present situation with my family, my work, my lack of social mobility, my mental, cognitive and neurological conditions, the fact that in over ten years of trying I've had precisely zero tangible and useful input or help from our health service, the heartbreak and the way it was delivered and its aftermath etc) but by the same account, I know they're not bad people and I don't want them to suffer too much either. Ultimately, they'll get over it like everyone does but I can't help but feel guilt.
Does anyone else feel this way and how are they pushing through it? Being around these people, my colleagues and the folks that I volunteer with in the build-up feels awful; having to pretend that everything is okay and like what I'm planning would never even cross my mind. It feels like betrayal.
I don't want to be here and I'm pretty sure I'll still feel that way when the reality sets in when the SN etc arrives. I plan to send a text on a scheduled timer for a day or two later (for obvious reasons) and I plan to send it to some members of my family, a few friends, the last woman that broke my heart the worst and maybe a few others. I just feel so bad though; these family members do love me and I love them, these friends have done their best and although she did it the girl in question didn't mean to break me like this and I fell for her all the same. I can't lie in the message and make out like certain things haven't pushed me towards this decision (my past and present situation with my family, my work, my lack of social mobility, my mental, cognitive and neurological conditions, the fact that in over ten years of trying I've had precisely zero tangible and useful input or help from our health service, the heartbreak and the way it was delivered and its aftermath etc) but by the same account, I know they're not bad people and I don't want them to suffer too much either. Ultimately, they'll get over it like everyone does but I can't help but feel guilt.
Does anyone else feel this way and how are they pushing through it? Being around these people, my colleagues and the folks that I volunteer with in the build-up feels awful; having to pretend that everything is okay and like what I'm planning would never even cross my mind. It feels like betrayal.