I have literally no one who cares enough about me to make the time to even talk to me. Even on here, I’m disliked. It’s not like 2014. I can see why the name “spreject” now. I have no real friends or family. I have nothing and no one. And I don’t want to be here. This world is just harsh, brutal, and cruel. If only my mom’s genes didn’t insulate me from suicide, in my father’s genes it’s strong.
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If I may ask, does your father consider going with suicide?
My father drank himself to death, his father killed himself, and so did my half brother from his side.
It runs in a family, to say the least. While only an uncle succeeded in my family, a brother and sister had been institutionalized over it. I knew how to avoid getting locked up for it myself.
No wonder you feel this way, even aside from the suffering you will have inevitably experienced in your own life, death by suicide has been normalised around you to the point where it’s not a big deal anymore. If it wasn’t for euthanasia being illegal outside of the Nordic countries I don’t doubt that you would probably have sought this out and also died.
You’re not disliked. I’ve read a bunch of your posts and idk why anyone would dislike you. We’re all in the same boat. Hope you’re doing better now.