
monetpompo
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- Apr 21, 2025
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i do want to die if i'm contemplating it so heavily, but then my brain tries to look for any source of help so that someone stops me from doing it. i've been having so many intrusive thoughts about sending embarrassing texts about wanting to die and asking people i'm on bad terms/aren't close with to talk to me. messages like, "please talk to me!! i'm gonna hang myself! please come see me now now now!!!". like who cares lol
my thoughts have been relatively messy since i got here, but the reason people wanted to stop talking me is because i keep on having mood swings i can't really control. i feel like i'm not really someone worth caring about if my mood keeps swinging back and forth and i spiral over literally everything because i think people don't care about me. the people i used to be close with already know the cycle i get stuck in of thinking that people don't care about me, isolating myself, and then asking them to talk to me again because i pushed them away. loneliness just unbearable. i'm stuck like this. i have no one that i can really tell how i feel. it's been like that for a while because i know i'm just going to be tuned out or reported to the police again. i'm so fried.
suicide is just so lonely and boring. time passes so slowly in between attempts. all i did today was watch youtube videos and walk outside. i have so much time to reflect on my life, and none of it means anything to me because i just want people the people in my life to stop changing so much. if people stayed as stagnant as me, they're want to die too. it's miserable to have no interests and be so desperate for people to be interested in you even though you don't really have anything to offer them. these past few weeks i have just been a husk. i don't want to seek help because i don't have the money. people don't realize that money is the only way you can actually get real help. i can get prescribed ssris/antipsychotics but i don't like taking medication imo. it ruins my appetite and makes me sleepy. getting hospitalized costs a lot of money too, but people don't mention that. my insurance is ass and my mom holds the hospital bill over my head, like she wants me to kill myself instead of pay for anymore of them. i've never had a job because of social anxiety so my mom thinks i'm too stupid to think for myself. she sees my depression as me being a burden because she doesn't understand why i'm depressed. i literally have nothing to be proud of in my life because i get too anxious that i won't be good at it.
i hate how badly i want people to care about me but i just have people get bored of me because i'm too depressing to be around or they realize that i'm kind of boring if they talk to me for too long. you can't guilt people into caring about you by saying you're going to kill yourself. you can't force people to comfort you. no one's going to actually save you from your suicide because other people have lives. becoming an adult means you need to know how to cope with your loneliness or it's going to eat you alive the way it did to me.
my thoughts have been relatively messy since i got here, but the reason people wanted to stop talking me is because i keep on having mood swings i can't really control. i feel like i'm not really someone worth caring about if my mood keeps swinging back and forth and i spiral over literally everything because i think people don't care about me. the people i used to be close with already know the cycle i get stuck in of thinking that people don't care about me, isolating myself, and then asking them to talk to me again because i pushed them away. loneliness just unbearable. i'm stuck like this. i have no one that i can really tell how i feel. it's been like that for a while because i know i'm just going to be tuned out or reported to the police again. i'm so fried.

suicide is just so lonely and boring. time passes so slowly in between attempts. all i did today was watch youtube videos and walk outside. i have so much time to reflect on my life, and none of it means anything to me because i just want people the people in my life to stop changing so much. if people stayed as stagnant as me, they're want to die too. it's miserable to have no interests and be so desperate for people to be interested in you even though you don't really have anything to offer them. these past few weeks i have just been a husk. i don't want to seek help because i don't have the money. people don't realize that money is the only way you can actually get real help. i can get prescribed ssris/antipsychotics but i don't like taking medication imo. it ruins my appetite and makes me sleepy. getting hospitalized costs a lot of money too, but people don't mention that. my insurance is ass and my mom holds the hospital bill over my head, like she wants me to kill myself instead of pay for anymore of them. i've never had a job because of social anxiety so my mom thinks i'm too stupid to think for myself. she sees my depression as me being a burden because she doesn't understand why i'm depressed. i literally have nothing to be proud of in my life because i get too anxious that i won't be good at it.
i hate how badly i want people to care about me but i just have people get bored of me because i'm too depressing to be around or they realize that i'm kind of boring if they talk to me for too long. you can't guilt people into caring about you by saying you're going to kill yourself. you can't force people to comfort you. no one's going to actually save you from your suicide because other people have lives. becoming an adult means you need to know how to cope with your loneliness or it's going to eat you alive the way it did to me.
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