Yup, just what the title says. I’ve started numbing myself with alcohol and how spend more time intoxicated than not. The upside is that settling into an alcoholic reality seems to save me from my addiction of suicidal ideation. I dunno, one seems safer than the other as long as I’m not driving.
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Hi, it’s a time ago that I wrote a post here and I even feel more miserable than I was. I really can’t understand why methods are not allowed here. I mean detailed methods, not things like ‘jump before the train or shoot yourself in the head’ because sincerely I don’t have the guts to do something like that. In 2011 I jumped from the balcony of my appartement but it only shattered my bones! I was even not near death. I took some painkillers the day before and when my mum started to threaten me I jumped. I was not scared at all. I […]
Mine is terrible I have this amazing guy who is my bestfriend from preschool. I had to protect him because he had sex once intoxicated so my ex wouldn’t throw him to jail. Cause all he wanted is to be a dick to me because he has nothing better to do in his life. But the best thing about my bestfriend is that he is trying to help me lose weight cause I didn’t like it and he is also very caring about my cutting, I’ve cut my legs so bad that I have a infection in one of the deepest cuts and I have […]
This is silly. I finally realize the number one thing that’s been retarding every attempt I make at living, and things just get worse. I’m stupid. My reason is gone. I don’t even get intoxicated anymore. It’s just a way to relieve the pressure in my head. I’ve grown up so much lately. And every ounce of maturity carries with it in equal weight a new wavelength of despair. I have no energy. I am a brick. I cannot think. I’m just being lazy. I’m a coward. I’m afraid to be strong. Being strong takes too much energy. I don’t have energy. I am a […]
Standing on the shoreline looking out, all I see are blood red seas. The sun doesn’t shine here, so the sky is grey. The land doesn’t want me, so it makes it hard to live. Nature wants me dead. That’s why we all die anyways, it’s natural. But I have survived. Year after year I remain, but it’s just a flash of time anyway. Haha, this is such senseless shit. I’m bored and wish I were more intoxicated than I am
I settled on a plan a few months ago, but I neglected to scope out where exactly to do it. That should keep me busy next week. The fire department being alerted / arriving in time is the only thing that scares the shit out of me.
Do you guys think it’s better to die sober or totally fucked up? It seems more respectful to do it sober for some reason…? I have a lot of oxycodone left over from surgery that I could take with some booze beforehand, though.
If a bar tender is at fault for a intoxicated driver crashing into other cars
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Then why aren’t bullies responsible for the death of another innocent child.
I guess my last post wasn’t very explanatory. I’m still in highschool. Just a kid to most people…
I was in elementary school the first time my mom went to jail. I woke up one morning and she just wasn’t there. The story is that my dad and her had gotten in to a huge fight-physically too-and when someone called the cops she was arrested because she was so intoxicated.
Over the next few years she kept drinking heavily. It got to a point that I wouldn’t see her for days or weeks at a time because she was locked in her room drinking or even popping […]
I love her because she’s perfect. Contrary to popular belief she is absolutely perfect. From the way her hair looks in the morning to the way her feet are always warm, she is perfect. I love her for being that person who looks into my eyes – who reaches into my soul to bring out the hope and happiness. I love her for the way seeing her smile, can bring tears into my eyes. I love her for her heart and how it’s big, compassionate and kind. I love her for her soul, which everyday shines brighter and brighter through her eyes. I love her […]