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daffo
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- Aug 25, 2019
- 25
Suicidal from 5 years. the last drop was a girl, like many, first she loves me and then she choose another guy and suddenly i'm not so important.
Yesterday i returned from work. like always, i was shacking like a tree; laughing and cryng at the same time i brew me some tea and started to cut myself.
she wrote to me; sayng "guess what? the guy i was dating decided to not see me anymore":
i know i shouldn't answe but i couldn't. i spent all the day, from morning to evening, thinking "this is the last year for me". spending my time at work doing nothing except reading over and over again all the guides, buyng the stuff i need and dreaming about dyng and go somewhere else, maybe a place in which i can stop feeling like this.
so i answered her. we talked, like always at some point i begged her to return to stay at my home, and she said that maybe she will.
i felt better for like a split second: after that, i'm returned worst. but this is my fault because i didn't cbt earlier, and now i feel hope, hope she will return, hope she will understand that i love her so much and i will never leave her, that she will consider it and maybe this will be the start of a thing so precious for both of us.
i know she will find someone else. maybe tomorrow she will write to me, sayng " the guy returned" or something like "i met this guy, is so awesome". im so weak about that i know it, so fucking weak. and i will cut myself again and again, i want to reach the bones and cut them too. i just wanted to be happy with her.
today i will phone the wielding shop near my workplace and maybe i will buy the argon to silence a little the voices in my head.
Yesterday i returned from work. like always, i was shacking like a tree; laughing and cryng at the same time i brew me some tea and started to cut myself.
she wrote to me; sayng "guess what? the guy i was dating decided to not see me anymore":
i know i shouldn't answe but i couldn't. i spent all the day, from morning to evening, thinking "this is the last year for me". spending my time at work doing nothing except reading over and over again all the guides, buyng the stuff i need and dreaming about dyng and go somewhere else, maybe a place in which i can stop feeling like this.
so i answered her. we talked, like always at some point i begged her to return to stay at my home, and she said that maybe she will.
i felt better for like a split second: after that, i'm returned worst. but this is my fault because i didn't cbt earlier, and now i feel hope, hope she will return, hope she will understand that i love her so much and i will never leave her, that she will consider it and maybe this will be the start of a thing so precious for both of us.
i know she will find someone else. maybe tomorrow she will write to me, sayng " the guy returned" or something like "i met this guy, is so awesome". im so weak about that i know it, so fucking weak. and i will cut myself again and again, i want to reach the bones and cut them too. i just wanted to be happy with her.
today i will phone the wielding shop near my workplace and maybe i will buy the argon to silence a little the voices in my head.