so basically. today. i went shopping with my mom. she started yelling at me and telling mw how negative i am and how that’s why no one wants to be around me. i plugged in my music and blasted it ignoring her and left the store. I walked to where the second floor has a hole looking way down to the first floor. for a moment i was overcome with the urge to just jump off. it would have been so easy guys. but my mom tapped me on the shoulder and i pulled out my earplugs as she started to yell again and we walked back to the store.
maybe someday ill just do it.
i hope so.
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I guarantee the jump isn’t high enough. All you’ll do is break a few bones (maybe).
i know that. but its that fact that i would do it. that i have it in me to end my life.
I have suicidal thoughts all the time. Theres a 400 foot tall bridge not far away from here. I will never move that far away from it or whatever cause one day I just need to summon up the courage to jump off it. I have a lot of friends and family to but addictions and mental problems have consumed me. Why live in a mental hospital?
exactly. there’s no point living if its only to please other people.
You have a good point, their isnt a point if it’s only to please people
if you could live to please others, but without the misery requirement… why not?
But it rarely works out that way.