
drained999
Member
- Sep 16, 2021
- 29
Tonight I will lie down on the train tracks, choosing a moment when the station is most likely empty. I feel awful for the driver, yet I can see no other way out. I am not afraid; I only want the end. Death cannot be worse than this existence. I have suffered for almost as long as I can remember. I am ready. So many people take this path each year; perhaps I will at last accomplish something. I no longer care about my family or their claims of being "hurt." Their toxicity has worn me thin, most of all my older sister, one of my brothers, and my father. Let them have the rest of their lives; I hope they find whatever contentment they seek. When death comes, I will meet it calmly, with a small, quiet smile. Thank you to whoever reads this. Bless you, whatever you choose to do with your life.