This is my first post to this site and I’m a little apprehensive. My soon to be fiancé and I broke up yesterday. I’ve been crying ever since. She and I met online. She was going to be the last person I talked to before I ended my lifei . SHe and her boyfriend had broken up and I wanted to make sure she was okay and make one last person happy before I ended my life. We started dating and I was planning on proposing. It all came to a stop yesterday. I’ve got bad PTSD as I am a volunteer law enforcement officer. I have bad separation anxiety and other issues like that which have resulted in me being very controlling. Anyways last night I wrote 2 suicide notes. I tore them both up. I wanted to kill myself more than anything. There was nothing else left for me. I didn’t have anyone or anything worth staying alive for. I ultimately decided to sleep and see if I felt better this morning. I did. For a minute. I cried more and more this morning. I don’t want to be here. I want this all to end. But I can’t hurt my family or friends like that. They’re not close enough that I can talk to them, but they’re close enough that they would be torn apart over my death. I feel guilty. For wanting to die. For thinking less of myself for wanting to do this. I hate myself. I have since I was 5 or 6. Death and suicide was always on my mind. The reason I still haven’t killed myself, I’ve made it 24 hours and life hasn’t gotten worse. Not that it could but it’s progress. I love myself. But I hate who I am. I don’t know if that makes sense. I want this all to end. But I can’t do it. I want to so badly but I can’t. My heart and brain are fighting to see who wins. I love everyone around me. I just wish they loved me as much. I hope this wasn’t too much or too little. Thank you for making this available.
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I dont want to be here anymore either. Ive researched tonight that severing the femoral artery can make you bleed out in 10 seconds! Thats amazing time. 10 seconds worth of pain versus the rest of my life. Not a hard choice.