I’ve stopped worrying when I think about death at night. It’s when it visits in the morning that causes concern. I’ve somehow made it through 50 years…lived a lifetime with bipolar disorder and major depressive disorder…and I’m still here. Somehow I have to beat the odds.
So far, I am.
Goodnight world. Perchance to dream- perchance to sleep…
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Would you do it all over again?
I am only in my mid 20s, but I wouldn’t bother with doing it again if I had a chance to kill myself at age 7 or 8.
I’m 24, I have schizophrenia, an anxiety disorder, suicidal thoughts DAY and NIGHT, all accompanied with a shitty life riddles with side affects from medications. I don’t see myself living past 25 to be honest, but hey, GOOD FOR YOU.