So I quit. I can’t keep going thru this. I’m not sure what I expected to find here but I guess nobody in my life cares if I die. I thought maybe I could find a group that understood pain and relate. But I’m nothing. One step from non existent. Good bye
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As if life isn’t bad enough now I’m finding myself paranoid. Great everything is against me. I’m sure people are out to get me. I’m so detached. I have no idea the difference between my imagination and reality
Ok.. well I’m not sure why I am here. I don’t know if I just want to be around peopke who relate, or some one to point out the wonderful reasons I have to live without knowing me. Maybe I want somebody to get to know me. I’m not sure. Its been almost 3 years since my last failed attempt. My family concluded it was due to my drug addiction wich I guess is easier for them than seeing whatever this darkness is invoked my addiction. Anyways since I had my last attempt I escaped the drugs n alcohol. Got a career and married a […]
Well… From the outside I have it all together. Good job nice home family n all. But I’m miserable. I don’t have a long list of deep. Traumatic events. I just generally have a disgust for life. I’ve made attempts. Tried a gun chickened out. Strangle by tying a rope tight around my neck. Was discovered. Od on painkillers. Slit my wrist. Went to a psych ward for that. The doc asked if I was serious about suicide. I said if I was serious I wouldn’t slit my wrist I’d cut my hands off. I was released and refered to a counseling service that was […]