In the count down to my last day, i feel so awful pretending that i am fine. Sat with my partner watching tv but not caring as i wont be here to ever find out how the series ends. Pretending i am fine so that nobody suspects anything. Talking to people on the phone like I’m normal so i dont cause any suspicion.
Its all a lie coz in my head I am planning, plotting and looking forward to never waking up. Looking forward to it all being over.
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I feel like I was literally there yesterday, and finally called the crisis line to say pretty much that and they said “what would happen if you stopped pretending?” I said I didn’t know, so I told my partner, who had the reaction of pretty much “that sucks”… I’m not going to say I feel better stopping pretending, I’m just less tired. I stopped watching TV for about 12 hours and just stared at the wall thinking about death. Then I made myself some coffee so I didn’t have to eat.
My point is I don’t think pretending is helping anyone. I’m not saying don’t look forward to ending it. I’m saying that if you weren’t spending energy pretending it would lessen the pain and give you time. You might be surprised by how people in your life react when you are honest with them. Even if you can’t, I hope you find someone you can talk to.
I have had three work mates kill themselves over the course of my work life. Not once did I suspect anything. So yeah.
3?! Wow…thats crazy. And nobody knew they were suicidal?
Wow. I don’t think I could pull it off. That’s serious strength.