Thinking about suicide all the time, knowing that it would hurt the people I love…but it’s my life, my irrevocable mistakes I have made, not theirs. Is it better to live a life in which you are bitter from having thrown away a great opportunity (great school for what I thought I wanted to do, basically dropped out)? Life is precious but a life dominated by self-loathing and regret is just so onerous to bear…
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You are not alone. I understand that the self loathing and what-ifs can eat at you, leaving you broken. But I was told today that I shouldn’t be so hard on myself, that I am not responsible for everything, and mistakes are only human. We can choose to learn from them or not, but that choice is ours, and we make the right choice for our lives at that time. Perhaps if you had the same choice to make today, you would have chosen differently, but the you now and the you then are not the same.
I know how you feel I have exactly the same problem you have. And feeling torn apart by those feelings is tiring.