I’ll post here once. I think, and I hope
I’m just so fucking tired of life,
Of feeling like everyone hates me.
I’m tired of cutting,
I’m tired of crying,
I’m tired of life, okay?
I just really want to kill myself, but I can’t find a way. I have Ibuprofen, I could down that with Alcohol, making my liver go poof
Or I could jump off the bridge. That’ll definitely kill me. 1, the fall would be too hard. 2, the water is too cold.
Oh well, I’m too tired to figure out how. Maybe I’ll survive? What if I don’t want to survive? What if I want to kill myself, but I’m simply too tired?
I just want to die.
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No sense doing anything tiring. It might be easier to lay in bed and contemplate all of the reasons to live, far less exhausting. Did you see the sunshine break through the clouds today? Beautiful! I was so happy to have survived to see that. Life can be whatever you want it to be. Believe me, I have done a 180 by changing my thoughts. It wasn’t always easy, but I failed miserably at my three suicide attempts. Maybe death isn’t the easy way out?
I don’t matter, okay?
Nothing really matters anyway. This world is a tiring place and happiness is overrated because we all suffer anyway. It is only when we learn to accept that we experience freedom. I’m really tired of all of the terrible things I see on the news, I am tired of all of the bad pieces of shit in the world who hurt innocent children, I am tired of being me sometimes, I’m tired of feeling everything so deeply, but it is what it is. I accept that the world makes me tired, and I move forward. It’s really all I can do. I will find a cure for all of us one day. I am currently working on my degree in neuropsychology. I am determined to put a stop to this shit. Until then, I will pray for you.