Thank you for sharing that song last night. I’ve been stuck in my room watching the rose my mother gave me yesterday bloom. I finally fell asleep as the first petal began to drop. It was almost 3 days without sleep.
Last night about all I could muster were songs for everyone. I was passively thinking about the end. Today I’m a lot more active about it and frankly I’m a little freaked out. Not so much though that I’m stopping myself.
Blue yellow and purple. And I know the feeling. Today I’m suppose to go out drinking with a friend. She wants to make sure I’m ok. But im afraid to drink because I know the moment im alone it’ll be the perfect opportunity. Ive had everything planned since the first suicide failed attempt. Everything has been ready to go for years. And to think I’ve been suicide thought free for a year.
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Is that rose blue and yellow?
Last night about all I could muster were songs for everyone. I was passively thinking about the end. Today I’m a lot more active about it and frankly I’m a little freaked out. Not so much though that I’m stopping myself.
Blue yellow and purple. And I know the feeling. Today I’m suppose to go out drinking with a friend. She wants to make sure I’m ok. But im afraid to drink because I know the moment im alone it’ll be the perfect opportunity. Ive had everything planned since the first suicide failed attempt. Everything has been ready to go for years. And to think I’ve been suicide thought free for a year.
I feel like songs are a great muse. I usually listen to the same one. How are you feeling after last night?
I posted a long explanation for yesterday and today. I’m floating again, which is a good thing.
@HDS
I am scrolling through the fourm to find you posts and read them. I will come around to you soon.