AngelTears
Last Days
- Jun 10, 2023
- 63
I've accidentally and purposely OD'd many times, but sadly I always end up waking up.
It seems I'm always a couple milligrams away from eternal peace.
When I think about it in my head it seems so easy, so simple, it makes me feel almost euphoric.
I find it a little sick tbh, but I love daydreaming about being found dead. Just thinking about everything finally clicking in their heads, that my suffering wasn't made up. It's like having the final say in a conversation.
Well, back to the topic, recently, when the time comes and I'm all kitted up and ready to go, I just feel this mounting dread and sadness. Like, I think about my family and my future, shit I normally don't give a fuck about. And I feel like this leads me to subconciouslly under-dose myself.
I fucking hate my life. It's just a toxic cycle of hopelessness and self-destruction. My family sees me like some sort of starchild, like their only opportunity out of poverty, and I don't want to be here anymore.
I don't know what they see in me because all I see is a void so deep that if I fall in it I prolly won't see the light of day ever again.
Has this ever happened to you? And does anyone have a eay to overcome it?
It seems I'm always a couple milligrams away from eternal peace.
When I think about it in my head it seems so easy, so simple, it makes me feel almost euphoric.
I find it a little sick tbh, but I love daydreaming about being found dead. Just thinking about everything finally clicking in their heads, that my suffering wasn't made up. It's like having the final say in a conversation.
Well, back to the topic, recently, when the time comes and I'm all kitted up and ready to go, I just feel this mounting dread and sadness. Like, I think about my family and my future, shit I normally don't give a fuck about. And I feel like this leads me to subconciouslly under-dose myself.
I fucking hate my life. It's just a toxic cycle of hopelessness and self-destruction. My family sees me like some sort of starchild, like their only opportunity out of poverty, and I don't want to be here anymore.
I don't know what they see in me because all I see is a void so deep that if I fall in it I prolly won't see the light of day ever again.
Has this ever happened to you? And does anyone have a eay to overcome it?