This is the last week. This is it, and I can’t be happier. I’m giving my roommate one last gift, and then this weekend, I’m gone. I have a journal with all of my goodbyes and I am ready to go. No more math, no more anxiety, no more depression. I have no regrets, no more wishes, my dreams were dashed to pieces years ago.
Goodbye to the friendships that died as soon as I left high school. Goodbye to the dreams of a girl the world killed years ago. What ever waits for me on the other side of the veil, I welcome you with open arms.
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Talk to the one person u trust on earth most b4 this wkend. Unload on ur confidante all ur reasons for suicide, do this b4 the wkend.
Hi, if you’re still around I’d like to talk to you. A lot of your posts mention the stress and anxiety of academics, something I know well. I dropped out my senior year, killing my GPA but it was the best thing I ever did in my life because I grabbed another opportunity where I really found myself. I think you can do it too. You CAN find the old you, keep that feeling of freedom you’re feeling now at the thought of death, but you can stay alive. I want to explain more but I don’t know if you’re still here
I admire your determination, so I encourage you to push through, or have a REALLY good reason not to. Most of us fold at the last minute, fear being the usual reason. It’s a dumb reason, anyone should be allowed to follow through if they like.
It’s why I stopped saving people, because some people don’t want to be saved, they want the pain to end. If you extend that pain, isn’t that just as evil and selfish as being the cause in the first place? IDK, but you do you.
I hope you found what you’re looking for.