I don’t have anything hateful to post, and I don’t blame anybody. I’m mentally ill and 44 years old. I have been suicidal all of my life, but in the past few years I lost my job/career, my home, and my family.
Like anybody else, there’s a part of me that doesn’t want to die. However, I have enough life experience to know that I have no measureable happiness in the future.
It’s down to a few days now.. I just have to find the energy to get the things I need to go through with it.
Every day when I wake up, I’m scared and lonely. I’m sad that it has come to this.