(written about 6 months ago)
I don’t want to exist anymore. It’s not that I would ever kill myself because I would NEVER. I just want to cease to exist. I hate the word suicide and term “commit suicide” because it’s a sin and I’m a sucker for pleasing others and I can’t inflict harm on myself. I’m too much of a baby. I also wouldn’t want to cause emotional damage to my family or friends. I absolutely hate to disappoint people. It’s my least favorite thing to do but sometimes I just wish I could throw everything out the window and just […]