I really could just finish this now. All the bullshit from others, self loathing, anxiety and depression could be gone with just one slit. The knife is in my hand, no one is here to stop me, and even if they were, I doubt they would with how they feel about me now. I really want to do it and get it over with, but I just can’t seem to do it. God knows why, I mean it’s for the best, so why can’t I? Maybe somewhere inside I think it will get better, or maybe I am scared of failing that just like everything else, or I could just be a coward. I don’t know anymore…
cpc
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CPC I don’t know…maybe either the fear of failing or something/someone is keeping you here. It’s not for me to say, but I hope you put the knife down long enough to talk about it.