Counting down the days until I can finally stop the pills call. Stop the blood from rushing from the slices on my body. Stop my heart from pumping. I am done I will walk hand in hand with those pills until they take me to where I need to go.
Yes, you should be counting down the days until the final pills call and the last time you will bleed from your cuts. But not because you’ll be dead… but because you will find happiness. I know how you feel. But we can’t give up. We just can’t. “Suicide doesn’t eliminate the chances of everything getting worse, it eliminates the possibility of everything getting better.”
Happiness is an option. Because you are a human, and humans feel all emotions. You, like myself, need to find out what can make you happy. Even if takes feeling depressed 364 days a year and only one day of happiness. Before you realize it, you might even feel happy two days a year. And slowly slowly, things will get better. Because everything has room for improvement. This includes our lives.
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Yes, you should be counting down the days until the final pills call and the last time you will bleed from your cuts. But not because you’ll be dead… but because you will find happiness. I know how you feel. But we can’t give up. We just can’t. “Suicide doesn’t eliminate the chances of everything getting worse, it eliminates the possibility of everything getting better.”
Happiness isn’t an option for me.
Happiness is an option. Because you are a human, and humans feel all emotions. You, like myself, need to find out what can make you happy. Even if takes feeling depressed 364 days a year and only one day of happiness. Before you realize it, you might even feel happy two days a year. And slowly slowly, things will get better. Because everything has room for improvement. This includes our lives.
Your words are eerily poetic… I hope to see more of them on here.