It’s 8:30 in the morning. And all I can think of is killing myself. I wake up every morning to another shitty day. And it’s not getting better. I go to bed every night with the urge to just kill myself. Then I wonder what the morrow will bring. And it just happens again. Someone told me that if I follow through with it, I will leave behind a world of hurt. But I’m not doing this for anyone else. I’m doing it for me. To end my hurt. I won’t be around to feel sorry for the decision I made. I won’t be around to live with my choices. I’ve lived with them up until this point. And it’s horrible. Horrible how one little minuscule moment in ones life can change how everything else will be played out from that point on.
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that one little minuscule moment that ruins everything ….i hate that one little minuscule moment that plagues me ever so often i think my life is goin great then —————– here i am on suicide project posting , sigh
hope u dont go through with it — hope you feel better –even just for a minute reading this –smile and take a deep breath
you’ll be happy to know i did smile. and, obviously am still here. thank you.
i’m happy to know
I’m also glad to see you didn’t go ahead but I totally understand what drives those thoughts 🙁
and it just sucks. i feel now, that it was a mistake. i was picking up glass from a broken mirror the other day, and it was soooo hard. because i was sitting on my floor. surrounded by it. my reflection staring back at me. mocking me. i wanted to take a long sharp piece, and plunge it into my stomach. instead i drug it across my wrist.