The biggest piece of bullshit I have ever heard, is when someone tries to comfort me. I know that sounds weird, but maybe oddly true. Only one person on the world has ever been able to make me feel not alone, but she doesn’t know I am in love with her. But that is besides the point. Everyone else, when they comfort me, seems to have ulterior motives. Maybe they feel obligated. Maybe they are trying to stroke their own ego. Maybe …….
The point being is that They have their own ulterior motive, They don’t really care about me, or you. Though why should They? I am the biggest ***** to breathe air! Let me explain why.
Ever think about committing suicide (obviously you have) and wanted to do so badly, yet you cannot bring yourself to do it? Ever try to make yourself cut yourself, but you can’t. That little voice in your brain is saying “aren’t you truing to avoid pain? Why cause more to yourself. What if you fail, or someone notices your cuts?” Then after the moment passes I sit there and curse myself because I want to end my life so much. Why? Can’t? I? Bring? Myself? To? Do? It?Â
A lot of you out there are 1. Either saying “Who is this kid” or 2. “I couldn’t agree more”. Â I wish so desperately I could end it. By myself, not like anyone would notice. I am alone, what does you or the next person care about this post? Or about the life behind the scenes? Some would look at my life and laugh. I seem to have it so good, a good school………. and wait I ran out of things to say I am thankful for.
Emotional abuse? Fear of myself, what I can do? Stressed to the edge of my existence? Yes all these things happen to me, I want to sit down and cry, but what is the point of crying if no one is there to comfort me? Someone to promise me that things will be alright, Â and promise that they will be there for me?
In the end all I want is the end.
Two Final Notes
1. I do not want any bullshit reasons on why not to commit suicide (ex: It’s selfish, or religious reasons)
2. If you feel the need to talk to me, message me and we can talk.
5 comments
I may have to compete with you for the biggest ***** title. There’s nothing wrong with crying. letting shit out is sometimes good for you; you don’t necessarily need someone else to show sympathy, fake or real, to feel better.
Be glad you’re a big *****. Look what pussies go through: childbirth, namely. Painful stuff that takes a lot of courage. Menstruation alone, not to mention sex, aren’t exactly strolls on the beach most of the time.
Hurting yourself is stupid and you know that! that’s why you don’t do those things “sorry people that hurt themselves you have a different reason you’re not stupid” that’s the old brain working saying are you crazy! You my friend must find another way, although I don’t want you to, you sound more like me, we are not pussies.
Yes you are, you’re pussies. Pussies are strong!
well i do love Pussies! i’ll go along with that after all like i said you are what you eat! he he