This is my biggest fear that I won’t actually make it. It’s terryfing. I was planning to be gone by halloween, and then by xmas, and then by valentines day, and now fucking easters approching and I’m still here.. .It’s probably something to with the brutal metho, err techinique ‘s I’ve got.
I’m not someone who wants help, I just want out of here. My brain must know it’s only a matter of time, yet It still insists on getting one more sleep.
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Hey i totally get what you feel, been there since like last year.
And here i am, until today still living and breathing event tough my mind always looking for away out. sucks.
I have the urge to end it all this April but i still don’t know if i can do it or not. I want to slit my wrist even tough that the last thing i imagine to do because i know it will feels like a *****. I was a coward, but i’m so desperate right now. I want to disappear once and for all.
Same here… keep doing a countdown but still here. 9 sleeps for my next attempt.
It’s twofold though. My happiest moment is when I know that I’m actually going to make it to sleep when my eyelids start getting heavy. Then the worst is when I fucking wake up and find myself back here.
Yeah, i wake up thinking damn!! Im still alive. Just hoping to fall asleep and never to wake up again.