I guess what makes for the best dark comedies is the twist that no one sees coming, right?
So, here I am about to take the pills I have been able to amass when I receive some good news. An advocate is going to assist me in the legal action that I am trying to bring against my brother for sexually abusing me before I was 7! This makes me happy. Someone is actually willing to give me a small hand with this shit. Be a buffer with the police, so that I don’t have to keep reliving it over and over again. Although this is only a fraction of the crap I have going on, this has put my suicide on hold until I can at least speak to her in person next Tues.
Plus I have some good news from the assisted suicide people that I contacted. They say they can help with the details.
So, good news all around 🙂
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Hey.
When you wrote earlier about your anxiety when going out, I (naively) hadn’t realised you were suicidal. Sorry to hear it. You sound very nice. But glad to hear about the advocate thing.
Hope your life improves to an extent where you’ll actually feel like living it.
I take it back about my advocate – turned out to be uninterested.
Not sure if my life will ever improve, but I really hope yours does. You have helped me a little – thank you.