Hi
Hopefully I found a forum to get my thoughts out without being judged. I hope no one I know will even suspect I am here. I am looking forward to reading the posts made here.
The reason why I am here is because I feel tired. I have been battling loss, grief, and depression – its taking its toll on me; the meds, and the therapy only got me as far – at the end of the day, I am still in despair, and utterly alone.
Hope everyone else is doing better than I am.
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Think some of the people here are about on your same level… then there are… idk tourists, and suicide admirers/glorifyers, lots o kids, but if you post it, it will get read… welcome.
No worries. There’s not a lot of people you know here. Some people here are doing much better than before and some are worse. Just feel free to post here. We will read it
No there’s no way anyone you know could tell it was you, even if they were on this site. Sometimes I get paranoid about that like people would somehow know what you were up to and follow you to just come read your stuff and then laugh at you, mock you or just read what you wouldn’t want them to. It used to be pretty bad for me so much so I’d tear up and dispose everything I ever wrote because I didn’t want anyone to sneak in and go through my writings. I was young then but planned to commit at 18, one of my most crucial before death undertakings was to dispose of all of my personal journals, my photos, my yearbooks or just anything personal so someone wouldn’t come snooping in my things and read my writing and think I was a freak or something. I remember the day I was getting ready to commit I had some yearbooks about 40 pounds of yearbooks and I trashed them all. I used to be so paranoid I’d rip my journals in a million pieces so some wandering eye wouldn’t try to piece them together. Now I don’t write anything personal, just the robotic basics.