I’ve been thinking a lot in how would things be if I die. It’s complicated. I don’t want people to suffer because I’m not here… is not anyone’s fault. But it’ll be awesome to know how many people care about you, even if it’s just for a moment. Wish I could take things better so I wouldn’t be thinking in suicide as the best option. Good luck everyone.
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I’ve already disappeared. I’ve become invisible…casting no shadow. The body seems to live, but not a soul can see me. I guess I could commit suicide and go through all that pain, but what’s the point? I’m already gone.
Falcon, I’m invisible too. My theory on that, is that some people were not meant to be here. In my case, (a) I was an unplanned, unwanted pregnancy (so unwanted that my useless psychotic shit of a father, disappeared), (b) then my mother almost miscarried me, and (c) at 3 years old I had an almost fatal attack of appendicitis.
Three ways in which I should never have made it to 52, and wish I hadn’t, but here I am, invisible, unloved, alone, and empty. I know how you feel, being invisible.
And to the OP, infinity– you’re not gonna know how many people care or don’t care, if you die, because you’ll be dead.
That’s why so many suicide attempts are just that–attempts. Attempts for attention. If someone really and truly wants to do it because life isn’t worth living, they will not waste time on “attempting” it and they won’t create a bunch of drama, they will just jump in front of a train or a truck or off a building. That’s what I”m gonna do, when and if I’m ready to do it. Messy, painful, but effective.