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debzzzz
Dead Club City
- Jul 28, 2024
- 9
(Sorry for bad English, I speak Spanish)
I been having this thought because of experience from these past years, when I try to do something, choose something, it feels like it's not really my choice.
Mostly i been thinking this way in my life because of experience. (You can skip this if you want)
I had always had deja-vu from little, so many that I had found were they come from (for me, I guess)
It happens 1 millisecond you are about to wake up, all the things you are about to do that day flashes really fast in just a millisecond and then when you wake up you don't remember it bc is really fast, then when you go about your day you suddenly remember something from that flashback, you get a deja Vu you already experienced.
Or maybe I'm just crazy lmao
Anyways what I'm trying to implied is that I'm scared if I tried to make this choice of killing myself with a good method after trying so many times these past few years, I'm afraid I will fail.
(This time I'm using the SN method and trying my best of luck, getting the right medication and etc)
Because I'm not supposed to die yet, I already have a path and some things have to be done before I die. Something like that, I don't know how to explain it..
I really want to, but I feel like it's so out of reach.
What if I fail again? But this time will be different, my family will know and I fucking hate it, they never respected mental health, and I know that they will have so much potty and try to "help me"
(I have a long family and most of them had mental health problems in the past, drugs problems, suicide, alcohol problems etc etc) and I swear after all of that my family is so fucking stupid, they say that they care, that they understand.
But no, they just swipe it up the rug
So yeah is kinda difficult knowing that if I fail I'm fucked and maybe it will be hard if I try it again, I will be scared and disgusted if I fail and my family will be involved with this.
I live where hypocrisy reeks in my family.
I been to therapy, I tried so many times communicating with my family.
My therapist tried to tell them.
I have diagnosed depression.
Hell, my mother had depression post partum or smth like that, I don't remember
HELL, I WAS A MISTAKE and I'm the walking evidence of all the shitty past my dad had to suffer
Sorry I got out of the way from what I was trying to say, it's just really hard.
I been having this thought because of experience from these past years, when I try to do something, choose something, it feels like it's not really my choice.
Mostly i been thinking this way in my life because of experience. (You can skip this if you want)
I had always had deja-vu from little, so many that I had found were they come from (for me, I guess)
It happens 1 millisecond you are about to wake up, all the things you are about to do that day flashes really fast in just a millisecond and then when you wake up you don't remember it bc is really fast, then when you go about your day you suddenly remember something from that flashback, you get a deja Vu you already experienced.
Or maybe I'm just crazy lmao
Anyways what I'm trying to implied is that I'm scared if I tried to make this choice of killing myself with a good method after trying so many times these past few years, I'm afraid I will fail.
(This time I'm using the SN method and trying my best of luck, getting the right medication and etc)
Because I'm not supposed to die yet, I already have a path and some things have to be done before I die. Something like that, I don't know how to explain it..
I really want to, but I feel like it's so out of reach.
What if I fail again? But this time will be different, my family will know and I fucking hate it, they never respected mental health, and I know that they will have so much potty and try to "help me"
(I have a long family and most of them had mental health problems in the past, drugs problems, suicide, alcohol problems etc etc) and I swear after all of that my family is so fucking stupid, they say that they care, that they understand.
But no, they just swipe it up the rug
So yeah is kinda difficult knowing that if I fail I'm fucked and maybe it will be hard if I try it again, I will be scared and disgusted if I fail and my family will be involved with this.
I live where hypocrisy reeks in my family.
I been to therapy, I tried so many times communicating with my family.
My therapist tried to tell them.
I have diagnosed depression.
Hell, my mother had depression post partum or smth like that, I don't remember
HELL, I WAS A MISTAKE and I'm the walking evidence of all the shitty past my dad had to suffer
Sorry I got out of the way from what I was trying to say, it's just really hard.