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My Suicide Note

I don’t know if this will kill me but…

by DeadAccount
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I just ingested about 70mg worth of cyanide, in the hopes that I won’t wake up in the morning.

After a shitty life full of betrayal and hatred, it may finally be coming to an end.

Last night I got PTSD, and earlier today I learned that literally all my friends, my boyfriend included, hates me.

I don’t really know what I want my last words to be, assuming I do die, which I probably won’t, Google says the minimum lethal dose is 100mg. But I guess I’ll just come up with something on the spot.

Alice, Richard, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I had to leave you at such a difficult time in your lives. But don’t worry. We’ll hug again. You just have to wait until you die too. There will be an afterlife where we can meet up and spend the rest of eternity together. This is my hope.

I probably won’t die, but if I do, bye guys.

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Chronic Pain

Everyone hates me

by DeadAccount
written by DeadAccount

Yes EVERYONE. Including YOU. I don’t wanna hear “I don’t hate you” or “I don’t even know you” cause it’s all bs. I know you enjoy watching me suffer on the TV. Don’t think I haven’t caught on that my life is a TV show where whoever is running my show pushes to make me as miserable as possible, sometimes beyond the point of suicide. But of course I survive because if I died, you’d have nothing to watch.

Are you enjoying watching me suffer? Does the mere thought of everything that’s happened in my life turn you on? Obviously it does cause I’m still suffering. Tell me, is there another life after this one that’s even worse? I like to think there’s nothing worse than what I’m going through right now, but the fuck if I know, I wouldn’t put it past you lot to somehow come up with something even worse.

I’m so mother fucking sick of this pain. Old news, I know, but you make me want to say it over and over. And I bet you lot are proud of yourselves for making me feel that way.

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Stories of Loss

I have lost everything

by DeadAccount
written by DeadAccount

I often say that I have an IQ of 50. It was proven to me after all. Anyway, yesterday was the day that it really shined.

I’ve murdered people before. By accident but I did it. On an old server me and my boyfriend used to go on, there was a person called Mei. One day he vented about how miserable he was. I tried to cheer him up, but in doing so made him feel worse. Worse to the point that he said he was definitely gonna kill himself now. He was never heard from again.

Yesterday I accidentally did the same thing with someone else, but with much worse consequences. So to start, lemme begin by saying that I (along with the help of a bunch of friends) actually saved him from suicide before. I was feeling proud of myself that I could actually do something good in my life for a change. Yeah I let my cockiness get to me.

He posted again about how upset he was at his father. To respect the dead, I won’t go into detail on what his father did, but feeling overconfident I told him a story to cheer him up. He said he was gonna kill himself knowing about this story. And you guessed it. We never heard from him again.

Only this time it started a huge argument between me and everyone else on the Discord server we were on. Do bear in mind that except for 1 person, every single friend I still had was on that server. I considered them family. Because my blood family sure as shit aint my family. Not after the shit they put me through.

I was forced to leave the server. I was forced to leave my family again. It was 2010 when my blood family sent me to a mental hospital all over again.

I have nothing left except for my boyfriend who never has time for me anymore anyway, and a friend from some old forum I used to do to who can’t talk to me about emotionally heavy topics.

I’ve lost everything.

There is no concept in any form of communication in reality that even comes close to describing the emotional agony I’m experiencing. Saying I’m in infinite amounts of emotional agony doesn’t even come close to the amount of emotional pain I’m feeling right now. I’m beyond depressed. Beyond suicidal. Beyond insane. I’m convinced that my heart is rotting so badly that it’s just gone. I have no heart now. I have no anything. I’m in a place that’s so much worse than hell in every way.

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