I want to do it.
I am so ready, so prepared.
Death seems appealing to me, in a way that I don’t think anyone or anything would be able to change my mind at this point.
It would be so easy, so quick and then everything will be okay. No more rejection. No more hurt. No more tears. No more anything. Maybe, even peace.
But its the fear. Fear of survival. Fear of being in a far worse place.
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My biggest fear is that I could get trapped between dimensions and live as a ghost.
Just imagining waking up in a hospital with my parents crying give me a lot of anxiety. For me it’s fear of facing my family and all these people asking why. I couldn’t bear that. But at the same time I’m not ready yet. I feel so trapped. I’m not mentally capable of doing my assignments and the deadline is coming. I’m just seeing the time pass by. Fuck. I don’t know what to do. I wish I was ready.
@insignificant02
I’ve learned it months ago, maybe for me, the lesson its pointless because the price was to high, but i do believe, we only can fix the things while we still here or while we do still have the things with us, hope that you understand what i mean.
All the best!