
actual_fox
Arcanist
- Sep 15, 2022
- 469
I want to say that I really had no choice from my birth to where I am and to my death on what will happen to me and how it affects me. I really did not choose this and If I did I made a mistake and great harm to myself and soon my family or those who will be my ex-family.
All I was doing is doing my best to make them proud and redeem myself by trying to be successful and strong. My choices has led me here- which is pretty chill place ngl,
but I also see that It did not add up to anything. Maybe If I choose to suffer more, make even more costly mistakes that make me feel terrible, rough It out a bit longer. But seeing the pattern of my life- the rough week leads to rough month and year. I might be to young by judgment of some to say this- but this is what I see. I try to do things fucking right and after short break from life I come back with new energy for It to be extinguished with one sleepless night and attack of despair and exhaustion caused by things that normally people should not be exhausted by.
I know what I want, and I supposedly have free will but what is it good for If all of my choices are rendered through moral system not of my choosing? If I kill myself that would be a victory I would say- even If It is just result of cold calculation. Because every other choice is just not viable. Everything is just so hard especially the final option that It is way, way easier fall into delusion of some hope. Without hope prisoners would kill the guards, running into gunfire. Homeless would jump from bridges and people would stop voting or start voting by mail Ted style. It is much easier for me to pretend I can do something. It is hard to give up actually, throw away everything I love, or cannot love anymore actually - becasue mental illness has taken this away from me.
My head is really dark place. I can think of suicide, death, murder (I have no intention to harm anybody except myself- and this is once and for good) with no human emotions to It. Idk, I feel apathy- lack of empathy.
This sounds edgy but I look like Wikipedia page on 20-25yo male suicides.
All I was doing is doing my best to make them proud and redeem myself by trying to be successful and strong. My choices has led me here- which is pretty chill place ngl,
but I also see that It did not add up to anything. Maybe If I choose to suffer more, make even more costly mistakes that make me feel terrible, rough It out a bit longer. But seeing the pattern of my life- the rough week leads to rough month and year. I might be to young by judgment of some to say this- but this is what I see. I try to do things fucking right and after short break from life I come back with new energy for It to be extinguished with one sleepless night and attack of despair and exhaustion caused by things that normally people should not be exhausted by.
I know what I want, and I supposedly have free will but what is it good for If all of my choices are rendered through moral system not of my choosing? If I kill myself that would be a victory I would say- even If It is just result of cold calculation. Because every other choice is just not viable. Everything is just so hard especially the final option that It is way, way easier fall into delusion of some hope. Without hope prisoners would kill the guards, running into gunfire. Homeless would jump from bridges and people would stop voting or start voting by mail Ted style. It is much easier for me to pretend I can do something. It is hard to give up actually, throw away everything I love, or cannot love anymore actually - becasue mental illness has taken this away from me.
My head is really dark place. I can think of suicide, death, murder (I have no intention to harm anybody except myself- and this is once and for good) with no human emotions to It. Idk, I feel apathy- lack of empathy.
This sounds edgy but I look like Wikipedia page on 20-25yo male suicides.