I am just so tired. I do not want to hurt my family or my friends, I do not want to become more of a burden dead than I am alive. But I do not want to be here anymore. No part of me wants to live and the only reason I am is to protect others. I can’t keep living just to make others happy. I haven’t wanted to live since I was in 3rd grade, I am now a sophomore in college. Yes, look at how far I have come. You can tell me to keep going. I don’t want to. I want my family to understand that I just need to die. Help isn’t helping, I don’t even want it to. I just want to leave and finally be at peace, be with my father and my dog up in heaven.
It would break my family, but living is breaking me.
I wish they could understand and accept it so I could say goodbye, leave them knowing they did nothing wrong.
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Me too. But I do hope you find what makes you feel fulfilled and a desire to keep going. It sounds like you have some opportunity to do that.
You’ll know when times up. It will be tragic and blissful.
Goodluck.
Perhaps make it look like an accident instead of a suicide?