Sargasm
Compassion makes the world go 'round.
- Jun 19, 2019
- 103
I have always had problems with opening up and really communicating about what is going on with me, far more now when combined with the secrecy and paranoia that comes with hiding the fact that I am suicidal from everyone around me. This is the first time that I have admitted to anyone but myself that I truly am going to kill myself, not just idle discussion like in my other posts.
So anyway, this is me opening up. I apologize in advance.
I was filling out job applications earlier today and one asked for 4 personal references. No family or former coworkers. Friends. I went through my phone contacts and realized I had pushed them all away and had to put in people I haven't talked to in over three years.
Some I pushed away to make my CTB easier for them to accept. Some because of the avoidance of everyone that I possibly could, brought on by my depression and anxiety. The rest because I've had two mental breakdowns in the past 4 years, and surprise surprise, I avoided getting any kind of help. I finally pissed them off enough times that they stopped talking to me.
The crushing feeling of loneliness and sadness is....palpable. And overwhelming feelings of anger and frustration toward myself for still being alive. I let my life spiral out of control because I didn't think I would be around to have to deal with it. It was nice to not have to be responsible for once. Holy crap I smoked so much weed. Now I am trudging along in misery and shame, waiting for another massive depression spiral because I at least have a gun.
It's not the method I wanted to use, or even the gun I would prefer (9mm handgun), but I do take some comfort in knowing that I have it.
So here I am looking for a job so I can use the SN method with my first paycheck. I may still use the "Nite Nite" method in conjunction with it to speed up going unconscious, but the bottom line is that when the next spiral hits, I am hitting the "fuck it" button on life, one way or another.
Hell I will probably elbow drop that button with all the force that I can muster. I hope.
It's all I hope for anymore.
So anyway, this is me opening up. I apologize in advance.
I was filling out job applications earlier today and one asked for 4 personal references. No family or former coworkers. Friends. I went through my phone contacts and realized I had pushed them all away and had to put in people I haven't talked to in over three years.
Some I pushed away to make my CTB easier for them to accept. Some because of the avoidance of everyone that I possibly could, brought on by my depression and anxiety. The rest because I've had two mental breakdowns in the past 4 years, and surprise surprise, I avoided getting any kind of help. I finally pissed them off enough times that they stopped talking to me.
The crushing feeling of loneliness and sadness is....palpable. And overwhelming feelings of anger and frustration toward myself for still being alive. I let my life spiral out of control because I didn't think I would be around to have to deal with it. It was nice to not have to be responsible for once. Holy crap I smoked so much weed. Now I am trudging along in misery and shame, waiting for another massive depression spiral because I at least have a gun.
It's not the method I wanted to use, or even the gun I would prefer (9mm handgun), but I do take some comfort in knowing that I have it.
So here I am looking for a job so I can use the SN method with my first paycheck. I may still use the "Nite Nite" method in conjunction with it to speed up going unconscious, but the bottom line is that when the next spiral hits, I am hitting the "fuck it" button on life, one way or another.
Hell I will probably elbow drop that button with all the force that I can muster. I hope.
It's all I hope for anymore.