nightlygem
La Joya
- Sep 27, 2023
- 185
One week, things are going great! I feel like I'm making progress and getting better. Then, suddenly in one day, things take a turn for the worse.
Never ending suffering from this life. But I can't die. I love my partner very much, and I want to live a long life for them. With them.
But man, being borderline and bipolar REALLY sucks. Once something triggers any sort of bad emotions, I start getting these horrible delusions. I used to hallucinate and hear voices, but Latuda has stopped those things. Now it's all an internal battle.
I found a good support to hang myself from. It looks like the metal framework/foundation for a shed. I just, I can't bring myself to do it. Regardless if I ctb or not, I will feel like a failure. I fail the one I love by dying, but I fail myself by living.
I'm isolated from everyone and everything I love. I have nobody to cry to. I always tend to vent on here so the delusions can stop. The way I'm living, It's like living in a psych ward with internet access.
I feel hopeless. But knowing me, I'll probably feel happy again soon. That's just my life now. Extreme lows, decent highs. I wish we lived in a world that could cure mental illness with a simple surgery or operation. That way I don't have to live like this.
Thank you for reading. If you made it this far, pat yourself on the back. You just help stop someone from letting their delusions take over.
Never ending suffering from this life. But I can't die. I love my partner very much, and I want to live a long life for them. With them.
But man, being borderline and bipolar REALLY sucks. Once something triggers any sort of bad emotions, I start getting these horrible delusions. I used to hallucinate and hear voices, but Latuda has stopped those things. Now it's all an internal battle.
I found a good support to hang myself from. It looks like the metal framework/foundation for a shed. I just, I can't bring myself to do it. Regardless if I ctb or not, I will feel like a failure. I fail the one I love by dying, but I fail myself by living.
I'm isolated from everyone and everything I love. I have nobody to cry to. I always tend to vent on here so the delusions can stop. The way I'm living, It's like living in a psych ward with internet access.
I feel hopeless. But knowing me, I'll probably feel happy again soon. That's just my life now. Extreme lows, decent highs. I wish we lived in a world that could cure mental illness with a simple surgery or operation. That way I don't have to live like this.
Thank you for reading. If you made it this far, pat yourself on the back. You just help stop someone from letting their delusions take over.