Hello all. I am new to the website. Recently I’ve had depressive moments to the point in where I wanted to leave the world. I was ready to overdose today, but I felt guilty when it came to thinking about leaving my boyfriend and friends. I convinced myself that I have to die, in order to end the suffering and bad thoughts. But alas, here I am. I hate being alive. We are to be in charge of our own lives yet we can’t take it away…hmmm.
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They say that life is precious, that it’s a gift…. yet every gentle heart beat, every hollow breath weighs upon your sanity. Forget the “truth” believe the “lies”.
Then don’t listen to what they say.
Overdosing is a bad way of trying to meet your maker (unless it’s heroïne). It fails because there are safety rules incorporated into the pills you swallow, so you can’t take too much. You’ll throw up (or get your stomach pumped) and then have another new problem: Liver and kidney failure. Don’t walk that route. There are far better methods.
Forgive me for being still plain and dumb, but if you hate your life, drop it (and every responsibility you ever have). Go do something else and try that. If it also fails, go to hell with that and try again in your style. Rules don’t apply to someone who wishes himself dead.