It’s finally got to that point where I don’t think I can wait to outlive my grandparent’s or continue on dragging my corpse around for the benefit of those who love me.
I was going to wait for psychotherapy to begin (and I have been for a while) TBH I don’t think I can handle it. I can’t pretend to be ‘normal’ any more. I’ve been thinking about my death since I was 8, now I finally have a method and a plan to put together but it doesn’t stop the pain and anguish and my frustrations now and of course ultimately the guilt and sorrow for the ones that wish for me to stay.
In feeling like that this very moment and I don’t even know what triggered it. That’s why I came back here. So tired of people saying ‘I understand’ when they clearly not. I needed to find a place when I could mutter SAME and actually mean it and have it understood.
Took some pills, hope they help. Are you in any medication?
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Maybe talking about what’s going on might help, what makes/made you feel this way?
It’s finally got to that point where I don’t think I can wait to outlive my grandparent’s or continue on dragging my corpse around for the benefit of those who love me.
I was going to wait for psychotherapy to begin (and I have been for a while) TBH I don’t think I can handle it. I can’t pretend to be ‘normal’ any more. I’ve been thinking about my death since I was 8, now I finally have a method and a plan to put together but it doesn’t stop the pain and anguish and my frustrations now and of course ultimately the guilt and sorrow for the ones that wish for me to stay.
Obviously I love them too. But it isn’t enough.
In feeling like that this very moment and I don’t even know what triggered it. That’s why I came back here. So tired of people saying ‘I understand’ when they clearly not. I needed to find a place when I could mutter SAME and actually mean it and have it understood.
Took some pills, hope they help. Are you in any medication?