Thought it was as good a day as any.
The day of love.
I class myself as a very loving compassionate person,
so why not also die on a day that represents me.
Some may have seen a positive post I wrote.
Well guess what? It didn’t last. All happy days must come to an end.
I haven’t been on here for a few days because I smashed my computer
so had no way of accessing this site.
I had a rage attack which ended in me attempting to end my life
but yet again was intervened.
So everyone, as much as I try to be positive and make others feel better,
I’m unable to do it for myself.
I hate myself.
I hate my life, just like all of you.
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You said, “I hate myself. I hate my life” Who is this ‘I’ that hates? It happens to be an opposites universe. There’s Up and Down. In and out. Light and Dark. Love and Hate. If you can find this ‘I’ that hates you’ll also find the ‘I’ that loves. Big discovery process. Good luck, SA. Free Your Mind.
Don’t give up SA, I’ve read some of your posts. You can have more good days. We just have to endure the bad ones and keep going.
Did you fix the smashed computer or buy a new one?
I tried suicide yesterday. Was kicked out my house before i could do it. When i go home just going to gather back the stuff and do it again.
all i have to say: just break some shit. not your throat or anything attached to your body, just break shit. throw a chair, toss a coat rack out of the window, rip pages from books, drop water balloons, coins and small rocks from heights. destroy all the shit. all the shit. i’m in my office, and if this stuff was not someone else’s property, i would just destroy it all or hide it all around the building.