The second installment to Notepad, surprisingly. Life has just made a turn for the worse I guess.
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To Whom It May Concern:
I want to die. Suffocate myself with a plastic bag. Shoot myself in the head. Or disappear in the oncoming store and freeze myself.
Because life had just gotten so hard lately. I just feel like it’s time for me to die. Sadly my whole family is currently in the living room, so I can’t do jack about it. But it won’t stop me. Just wait.. Keep waiting… Wait wait wait…
But apparently I’ve always been waiting. So I guess this is just another day in the life of Suicidal Domino.
2 comments
I’m concerned. Why do you want to die? Did you know many people who survive suicide attempts regret their decision in the first place? They realize that their problems could have been solved easily or weren’t as big of a deal as they thought. Sit in a quiet place and really think and analyze. I suggest talking to some sort of professional about this. Help is a good thing. And dying is usually not painless. And the pain that your family and friends will feel will be for years and years.
I know what you mean. I’ve been suicidal and depressed since I was a teen, and I think this has moulded into my sense of identity. Everyday, all I want is a way out. But I don’t have the guts to follow through with it because I have a family and it will destroy them. I hate it when people ask me why I want to die, like that’s so crazy. Why would I want to live? I think that’s crazier.