
Morpheus
Student
- Dec 3, 2018
- 122
Best to you, my friendI tried hanging last night. I screwed up something didn't pass out/so I am trying again tonight :)
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Best to you, my friendI tried hanging last night. I screwed up something didn't pass out/so I am trying again tonight :)
Many factors contribute. I hate what my death will do to my mother and sister. There's still a part of me that's curious what life might yet bring, despite my certainty that things are only going to get worse --I've never been good at leaving the cinema before the end of a film, even when it's a film I don't like. Most of all, I can't fully believe how badly my life has collapsed, and that disbelief is a constant delusional voice saying, "but wait, this might all be a nightmare that you're about to wake from." It has all gone so incredibly, completely wrong, in so short a time, that it genuinely defies belief.
Then there's that damned survival instinct...
My inner voice is gibbering and delusional and a goddamned nuisance. My Beloved was right: I'm a coward who can't reach out for what I really want. There's a good reason she left me to get pregnant by another man.That is unfortunate and fortunate to have close ties to family. I have my wife to think about and if I go, she'll be devastated. If we divorced and she ends up hating me, then she won't care if I CTB or not. Your inner voice is hopeful and optimistic. Mine is self-loathing. Both our hearts are in limbo until we can't take it anymore.
Good luck... *hugsHi. I'm ready to go. Wishing peace to you guys. I'm an older lady with issues aplenty. My l"life" is a nightmare. I wish someone would kill me. Like me. I got rope fro Amazon, consistently try to pass out, have immersed myself in grueome autopsies to find the right placement. Ugh .What a nightmare. I don't usually have the strength to talk here. But wanted to connect.
Peace
Just seeing where everybody is at this stage in life with their CTB. For me currently, I'm in the area of living life with no fucks to give, but also ready to go. How bout you?
I feel the same, I feel so coward because Im not so brave to do it even though I want to do it. I know things will be worse and life will consume me piece after pieceYes, the damn survival instinct. It's cruel to not be able to easily override this. There's so many courageous people succeeding at ctb all the time and I'm such a coward.
Does it feel like the stages of grief for anyone else?
Denial – "It's not that bad, just a temporary low, I can fix my life."
Anger – "What did I do to deserve this happening to me? I've done nothing wrong yet I've been robbed of any chance for a good life!"
Bargaining – "Please, I just want this one thing and that's enough for me to accept all the bad things, just this one thing, please?"
Depression – "I'm so exhausted of fighting to get better...I don't even know what I can do anymore..please leave me alone.."
Acceptance – "I've done everything I could, but it wasn't enough...I think it's time to ctb now."
I guess I am grieving over the childhood I was never allowed to have.