Here we go. Just tossing this essay of self-hate out there, so some sicko can read it and get their jollies off from my misery. Well, either that, or well-meaning people will drop some meaningless words of encouragement, sympathy, or advice.
Where should I start? I’m 26. I think about killing myself nearly every day. Things that I once found fun, I simply do to waste time. I no longer get any enjoyment from them. I’m in college, studying chemistry, but I really don’t see the point, and I don’t even know if I’m working toward a realistic goal. I work part time at a […]
Eye To Eye
my best friend justin had gone through a hard time. his parents got divorced then his mom remarried . his stepdad and justin never saw eye to eye justin told me he wasnt even invited to the wedding. im the only person he ever trusted…he also struglled with his gender… he had very poor grades and got in trouble every day . he has a kid like innocence .he had told me how depressed he was. but at 15 everyone thinks there depressed so i supported him and loved him.. he took prescription pills and one day at school had a tick tack bottle filled […]
So, what happened… Thursday night, I downed a bottle of medicine, because someone three fries short of a happy meal wrote on a website that “liquid is absorbed faster than pills.†So I thought… I die faster, and I fall asleep before I suffer. So much for that idea…
Obviously, my plan didn’t work. I didn’t have to go to the hospital or anything, though. I downed it, and my heart was pounding, to the point that I just knew I was going to die. So I laid down in bed, pulled the covers over my head, turned on Relient K, and tried to go to […]