Tomorrow. I finally have the courage to end this piece-of-shit life that I hoped would get better. I’ve been waiting for years, but each year has only gotten harder. I’m done with this world. I have nothing keeping me here. I can’t wait to end this. Just one more day.
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Keep saying one more day.
Each day, say one more.
One more day.
One more day.
Get through one more day.
That one day will turn into two days. Into a week. Into a month. Two months. A year. Forever.
Keep trying.
yes dear,
even i would say the same thing that keep trying..
I thought you were doing better. I’m so sorry to see you suffering again. Have you talked to a trusted person and told them of your plan? Please get some help. I am here to remind you that you have had better days and felt hope, You are in a dark place, but please don’t take it further. When it’s over…that’s it. There is too much to live for, and you will devastate the people who love you. I recently marked the 9th month since I lost my son. It is still brutal. Every day hurts and is a struggle, and I suspect that the only thing that will happen is that life will become slightly less unbearable in the coming years. You deserve a rich life. but you have to tell the truth about how bad things are and use the word “suicide.” Please, please get help. It can and will get better. If you want to write to me (or anyone else does), I am at my username at gmail.com. I am in your court, KMAHON.