Suicide. Such a lovely topic, isn’t it? The title of this post is what I hear every time I say I’m suicidal. But I have a question.. I have had the same issues since I was a small child, and they are only getting worse. Every night I lay down, and I dream about picking up the loaded gun that sits on my bedside table and ending it all, once and for all. But I am terrified of a few things. Not of dying. Not of possible pain. But of the pain it would cause others. Or the possibility that someone, in the future, might […]
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