I went to the roof of my five storey building. I stood on the ledge. I wonder if that is enough. I don’t want to wake up in the hospital.
I do care. I do. I care so much I go all in, surrender every ounce of being to them.
They never do. They don’t care.
And I’m tired. Tired of being the only ones who pulls all the weight around here.
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5 stories is not enough. Enough to be a paraplegic maybe. Don’t do it.
Five stories? Obviously not enough, unless you hit your head. (It’s quite likely you’d wake up in the hospital.) Chill out, calm down, do something productive with yourself. (It’s better than constantly thinking about death.)
I don’t want to assist you in suicide but 5 stories is nowhere near enough. You’d likely survive but with extreme complications and in absolute agony for the rest of your life. It needs to be 3x that (150ft) and even then there is a 5% chance of surviving. If there is a chance of you starting over then don’t do it. I think suicide should be a last resort, not just when you get tired.