SonOfSam
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- Jan 15, 2020
- 11
I keep going back and forth. Is it time for me to ctb or is it time to start running. Could I salvage the broken pieces of my life, and assemble something? Is there even a point when it takes days for me to come back to the realization that I'm not meant for the world. I don't want to be in poverty my entire life, I don't want to be homeless again.
I almost feel like the people that used to be in my life need a closing, because I don't talk to people anymore. I have 0.00 family and 0.00 friends. I want them to know that I'm never coming back, that I've been suffering and I should've departed years ago. I'm not sure if I met good genuine people today if I'd be able to even acknowledge it and let them past my walls.
I've been suicidal since I was 14 and nine years later I've gotten no peace. I find myself constantly distracting myself, be it computer video games, music, self-medicating, sleeping all day long, etc. Everything I've done in the last nine years has been me trying to feel slightly better about this condition, to forget it existed, to forget I'm really here. I've been sober from hard drugs for four years, alcohol for two, and I don't know how I've made it so long. Because honestly, I don't see a difference in my misery.
Part of my wants to end it at the same place that has "helped" me to still be here ( psychiatric hospital ). I have a fantasy of lying in the courtyard between all the buildings at the hospital, and pulling the trigger into my brain. Maybe then they'd stop the bullshit inside that place. Anybody else get the urge to kill themselves in public? At the same time, I would love to be out in the middle of nowhere, completely surrounded by nature where I take my last breath.
I occasionally will talk to a stranger briefly but I'm not good with relationships of any kind. The "family" I was raised into was emotionally abusive, and I've always struggled in loving my mom or my dad. They've taken their love away several times and I don't forgive them. I honestly never want to see them again. It's why I lock myself places. I have some belongings I need to stuff into my car before I drive away from here forever.
Somehow my body continues to push forward. I think it's time I stop distracting myself from the pain. It's time to stop using technology for hours in a day. I think it's time I start reading again whether it be about methods of approaching depression and anxiety or if it's learning more about Buddhism. I think it's time I start running ( putting in work that will make me feel more at peace in life, not physically running ). I have a lot of different ideas on how I could kill myself if I needed to but I think I'm going to take more time to make a decision.
[ Sorry if reading this is weird but my thinking is very unorganized and it's taken me some time to even make this post somewhat readable. ]
I almost feel like the people that used to be in my life need a closing, because I don't talk to people anymore. I have 0.00 family and 0.00 friends. I want them to know that I'm never coming back, that I've been suffering and I should've departed years ago. I'm not sure if I met good genuine people today if I'd be able to even acknowledge it and let them past my walls.
I've been suicidal since I was 14 and nine years later I've gotten no peace. I find myself constantly distracting myself, be it computer video games, music, self-medicating, sleeping all day long, etc. Everything I've done in the last nine years has been me trying to feel slightly better about this condition, to forget it existed, to forget I'm really here. I've been sober from hard drugs for four years, alcohol for two, and I don't know how I've made it so long. Because honestly, I don't see a difference in my misery.
Part of my wants to end it at the same place that has "helped" me to still be here ( psychiatric hospital ). I have a fantasy of lying in the courtyard between all the buildings at the hospital, and pulling the trigger into my brain. Maybe then they'd stop the bullshit inside that place. Anybody else get the urge to kill themselves in public? At the same time, I would love to be out in the middle of nowhere, completely surrounded by nature where I take my last breath.
I occasionally will talk to a stranger briefly but I'm not good with relationships of any kind. The "family" I was raised into was emotionally abusive, and I've always struggled in loving my mom or my dad. They've taken their love away several times and I don't forgive them. I honestly never want to see them again. It's why I lock myself places. I have some belongings I need to stuff into my car before I drive away from here forever.
Somehow my body continues to push forward. I think it's time I stop distracting myself from the pain. It's time to stop using technology for hours in a day. I think it's time I start reading again whether it be about methods of approaching depression and anxiety or if it's learning more about Buddhism. I think it's time I start running ( putting in work that will make me feel more at peace in life, not physically running ). I have a lot of different ideas on how I could kill myself if I needed to but I think I'm going to take more time to make a decision.
[ Sorry if reading this is weird but my thinking is very unorganized and it's taken me some time to even make this post somewhat readable. ]
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