NeedAnEscape
awaiting the end
- Oct 16, 2023
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I start feeling suicidal at age 12. I saw no value in my existence. The feeling hasn't escaped me since then.
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Same. my husband died in June from a sample of marijuana that was laced with fentanyl. Used it bc he was against opioids and had chronic back pain. Found him in the morning. He's my person and I hate the world without him. Not scared of it, i know I can get thru it, but just don't want to. However, we have three kids. I resent that I'm now the one who has to stay, otherwise Im going to screw them up completely. I truly think they'd be better with my ex and his wife bc they'd have both parents, their brother is there and they wouldn't have a sad mommy who just goes through the motions until she can die too. Started smoking again - each cigarette is 7min off your life, right? So there's that. Also not going to doctor anymore so if i do have something, it'll be too severe to treat by the time I have to go. Because the thought of my kids thinking I chose to not be with them is seriously the only thing keeping me here. Fuck people who say 'he'd want you to be happy/move on/live your best life, etc' - all those things were with him here. If he wanted that, he'd be here. Also together 10 years. He was my best friend. I hate thisI've had passive suicidal thoughts originally in high school. Originally wanted to join the military and die in combat so my dad could be proud. I got disinterested in that idea pretty quickly due to many reasons, which I'm glad I did. I met my partner my final year of high school and that immediately stopped those thoughts because I was madly in love. Now, what I can only describe as the fastest 10 years of my life learning all about him and loving each other, he committed suicide. My world is now turned up on its' end and the only thoughts in my head that aren't about him are about not wanting to be alive. Still mostly passive thoughts because I'm scared to die, but I hate being without him.