
SuffrInSilence
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- Sep 22, 2022
- 41
I think that my family will be able to recover and be happy again one day after I CTB, but I know it won't be easy. Grief never is.
I wanted to wait until after Christmas, Maybe like February, because I don't want every future Christmas to remind them of the fact I killed myself. Also, as pathetic as this sounds… I bought presents. Presents they will like.
But God, I don't know if I can do it anymore. I slept 14 hours last night and woke up tired. I'm so goddamn tired in my bones and it never stops and I don't know if I can make it.
I have a plan. Something fast. Not painless but fast and Guaranteed. And it's getting so hard to wait to do it properly. Every day I get closer to something stupid that I know probably won't work, like cutting my wrists. I just need it to stop so badly.
I've been telling myself that no matter when I die, how old I am, it will hurt them. Whether I'm in my 20s, or 70s, it will hurt someone, so it isn't me doing something bad to make it happen now. But I can't do it at Christmas.
And my dog will be really sad. He mourned when the cat died. He won't understand.
Fuck, I don't know. I just want it to be over.
I wanted to wait until after Christmas, Maybe like February, because I don't want every future Christmas to remind them of the fact I killed myself. Also, as pathetic as this sounds… I bought presents. Presents they will like.
But God, I don't know if I can do it anymore. I slept 14 hours last night and woke up tired. I'm so goddamn tired in my bones and it never stops and I don't know if I can make it.
I have a plan. Something fast. Not painless but fast and Guaranteed. And it's getting so hard to wait to do it properly. Every day I get closer to something stupid that I know probably won't work, like cutting my wrists. I just need it to stop so badly.
I've been telling myself that no matter when I die, how old I am, it will hurt them. Whether I'm in my 20s, or 70s, it will hurt someone, so it isn't me doing something bad to make it happen now. But I can't do it at Christmas.
And my dog will be really sad. He mourned when the cat died. He won't understand.
Fuck, I don't know. I just want it to be over.