I’m so tired, and just kind of want to die. I just feel so sad. I was thinking about just popping about 100 ibuprofen, and then maybe slitting my wrists over and over and over again. Maybe I will? Maybe I won’t?
I’m not entirely sure what I’m going to do anymore.
I don’t want my girlfriend to be my girlfriend anymore.
I don’t want my friends to be my friends anymore.
I do NOT want my parents to be my parents anymore.
They accuse me of self harming, although all I have is scars.
They tell me they want me to, go to some mental hospital.
I said, one time, that I would kill myself, and my dad told me that he would give me the gun.
Maybe it’s time for me to go…
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No its not. dont give up, im going through the same thing, and i understand. i dont know if you can message on this thing, but message me if you can, or you can reply to the comment. please. dont jurt yourself. 🙁
Go grab a Georgie Pie and Strawberry sundae mate, smash that back and rest your weary mind. Talk with your Missus as well, I’m sure she’d be ready to listen to you. But hey, take it easy. Peace 😎
If you have friends and a girlfriend who care about you, then you are at least lucky in that — it may not be time for you to go at all. Maybe just try, at least once, to trust them and take their advice, and see how it works out.
Your father, on the other hand……fuck him for saying that.