Hi to whoever is reading this, maybe another tortured soul stuck in bed? Maybe we can be friends. Spent all day yesterday typing a solid goodbye letter. But I just don’t have the guts. I really want them though, those courageous, wonderful guts. 6 years of nonstop pain, dealing with a crazy, probably narcissistic mother who throws fits like a toddler, zero support, PTSD from being sexually assaulted, 27th birthday coming up, poor, blah blah blah. If anyone thinks they have the answer to this Q feel free to share: why/how do you keep living when you have nothing to live for? If I had one wish, I’d wish for the pain to stop. If I could just press some sort of magical “delete” button like the ones on our keyboards I think I would be able to get past all the other issues I listed above. Do you have one? Probably not eh? I’m not even Canadian I just like saying eh. That is Canadian right? Anywho. My head hurts. I think I’ll put down my phone for a little. I’m a tad bit nervous about posting this but, as Mario said in Super Smash Bros, “Here we go!” Xo
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Hey there, don’t worry you’re not alone… I also suffer e everyday because I don’t want to live yet I can’t take my own life, because I don’t want to suffer eternally. I’m 33 and at I’ve suffered enough for a lifetime.. I already tried to take my life a couple of year ago,and survived and have never been the same. Recently my mother and I recently cut ties, because she is also mentally unstable. She brings out the worst in me, yet I miss her now that she’s gone. That’s life though you don’t appreciate things in life until they aren’t there anymore.. Why are you nervous about your post? Nice, Smash Brothers reference also eh.. lol By the way, I am also stuck in bed today…
Hey boskobay, thanks sm for replying. I’m just very insecure about everything nowadays, that’s why I was nervous. I still live with my mom *shoots myself in the head with pretend gun* but at least she pays the bills. Like she’d have it any other way though *shrugs shoulders & rolls eyes*. She’s coocoo for Cocoa Puffs & I’m her property. And as long as I’m sick I always will be. I was diagnosed with a couple autoimmune diseases, fibromyalgia, blahblahblah, but no one takes you serious when you’re 21. So here I am 6 years later. Tadaaaa! I applaud you for taking action in your situation. I’m sure it took a lot and god can I relate by wishing I could do the same but also being aware of the consequences. Glad you got my silly references, I was afraid no one would respond. I have such a love hate relationship with my bed
Hey, Sorry it’s taken me so long to respond I haven’t been back on this site since the last time I had suicidal ideations and was planning on trying to take my life. Once I couldn’t go thru with it I totally just moved on and tried not to dwell on my failure. Well i’m still doing my best to carry one and just wanted to come on here and read some of my old posts to reminisce on that period of my life. How are you? Are you still here?