Suicide… what do I even say right now…? I wish it was easy. I imagine me commiting the act, wheneva I try to go through with it, I think to myself, what did I do so bad that I have to kill myself…? I just want to peacefully let life go… but theres no easy way to do it…im sorry I really uavent shared my story but jus take it from me, it doesn’t matter. I jus wanna give up this life. Sleep and never wake here ever again…
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There are a bunch of us right there with you and I am one of them. I am trying to find the reasons and get over the doubt of ending it. I had a plan for tonight but it is looking to be either tomorrow or the day after but I am not spending the holiday alone.
It is a deep struggle and hopefully you can find your way out. I am there and hopefully I can say hello on the other side.
Im sorry for yu. Its hard to put it into words. But wat would make me happy is to not be here anymore, not out of pitty but becuz im jus done nd I want to go home… I guess…im sorry ur stuck here too….
I understand wanting to leave, and the idea of death being a way of going home. I’m still searching for a meaning and a way to feel love and happiness again, but truthfully I may end up checking out eventually if I don’t find what i’m looking for.
Im so damaged from my last relationship I hate the idea of trustin someone like that again…
I try not to talk to even one single female…. I think I hate them no funny shit…
You can check out anytime you want, but you can never leave. In other words, when a person commits suicide, they don’t “die.” The soul lives on. It’s your soul that feels tormented and that won’t necessarily end by killing off the physical body. Better to keep the physical body alive and live out your life and learn the lessons as was intended and as you agreed to do when you chose to come to earth. You will have plenty of time to explore the other side when it’s your time to go.
Meh
I also think life is meaningless. The greatest demon I face everyday is hope. I want to die swiftly, but the hesitation and hope keep me alive. It’s a never ending cycle of torture.
What do you dream when you sleep?