I constantly think about suicide—mainly hanging myself—yet I can’t seem to bring myself to do it.
I keep thinking about hanging myself. Tying the noose, putting it around my neck, and the way my body will look afterwards. It plays through my mind constantly.
It comforts me in a strange way. I’ve been going through her and I’s texts lately. It brought back memories and feelings I wish I didn’t have. Whenever the emotions overwhelm me I just think about suicide to push it back down.
Yet I can’t bring myself to do it. I would say I’m tired of being alive and feeling the way I do but I’m scared of death. I don’t know what happens after death and that scares me.