Don’t want to get better. Don’t want to find some wonderful thing to make all the suffering of the past worth it. Don’t want anything. Just want to stop existing. To go to sleep and never wake up. Simple as that.
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share your suicide story
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Everything is hard in this life. Even leaving it comes in a hard way.
I bet a self-inflicted gunshot wound is pretty painless (if done right, or course).
It’s nasty and messy for those left behind, and that is regrettable, but that’s life. They’ll unfortunately have to deal with it.