Reading through my suicide note and plan and just mad at myself for not going through with it last time when I was so close… Thinking about all of the times I could have done it and I didnt because im such a coward. If I would have, I wouldnt have to deal with the constant aching in my heart… im not sure how much more I can handle before I blow up
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What you are calling cowardice is the will to live. You know that. Nobody actually wants to die. Your time on earth is exceedingly brief. And, once it is done – it’s done. You won’t get a do-over.
I once had a friend who told me: The cemetery is where you will find more unfilled potential and un-kept promises than anywhere else. You won’t know how you can use use your life experience to your own benefit (or to somebody else’s) if you end it prematurely.