bloodyenamel
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- Jun 12, 2023
- 7
ever since i denounced Christianity i found myself believing in eternal oblivion. there is no existence after death. you just die.
i spent most of my life terrified of death because of god, and due to my suicidality if i committed i wouldn't be able to go to heaven because i had killed a temple of god (my body). i grew up terrified of hell. now i realize to me, reality, the here and now, is hell.
heaven is no longer comforting. everyone should have an equal death. no solitude and no pain.. just nothing. like how it was before you existed. we all die someday so why cant some of us choose to die the way we want to? you are going to die from something. old age, drugs, illness, murder, etc. is it so awful for those sound of mind to make those decisions?
i figured if i starved myself through my eating disorder i could glimpse death and feel its clutches wrap me and take me from this lifetime. but it never got to that extent. selfharm never went further than cuts, bruises, or burns. eventually pain feels pointless because time heals those wounds. but i cant escape my mind. i cant escape my thoughts, the intrusions of wanting to drive off a cliff, or jump off of a high structure, get hit by a car-
i see no point anymore. the things i wish to do in this life feel like bandaids to the flesh wound of reality. its commercial like happiness and a train wreck of unfortunate events in between. nothing brings me joy. im sorry only to those around me that have beautiful lives and deserve to live it out. it just isnt for me.
i just wonder if anyone has felt this way besides me. i feel insane sometimes because despite taking meds and trying to push forward in my life... nothing helps. the thoughts are still there and the reminder of reality is so demanding that i dont know how much more ican take it.
i dont think im alone in this. but i am curious to just cease existence and live in eternal oblivion. nothingness. i choose this fate. if im wrong? if its reincarnation or some other form of religion, i think ill still feel the way i do regardless.
i spent most of my life terrified of death because of god, and due to my suicidality if i committed i wouldn't be able to go to heaven because i had killed a temple of god (my body). i grew up terrified of hell. now i realize to me, reality, the here and now, is hell.
heaven is no longer comforting. everyone should have an equal death. no solitude and no pain.. just nothing. like how it was before you existed. we all die someday so why cant some of us choose to die the way we want to? you are going to die from something. old age, drugs, illness, murder, etc. is it so awful for those sound of mind to make those decisions?
i figured if i starved myself through my eating disorder i could glimpse death and feel its clutches wrap me and take me from this lifetime. but it never got to that extent. selfharm never went further than cuts, bruises, or burns. eventually pain feels pointless because time heals those wounds. but i cant escape my mind. i cant escape my thoughts, the intrusions of wanting to drive off a cliff, or jump off of a high structure, get hit by a car-
i see no point anymore. the things i wish to do in this life feel like bandaids to the flesh wound of reality. its commercial like happiness and a train wreck of unfortunate events in between. nothing brings me joy. im sorry only to those around me that have beautiful lives and deserve to live it out. it just isnt for me.
i just wonder if anyone has felt this way besides me. i feel insane sometimes because despite taking meds and trying to push forward in my life... nothing helps. the thoughts are still there and the reminder of reality is so demanding that i dont know how much more ican take it.
i dont think im alone in this. but i am curious to just cease existence and live in eternal oblivion. nothingness. i choose this fate. if im wrong? if its reincarnation or some other form of religion, i think ill still feel the way i do regardless.
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