Hello everyone,
I'm a new member. I am a mid 30s male from Europe.
I grew up with a violent father and a lot of un-/mis- diagnosed mental issues. I'd like to not delve to deep into all of this, but I have been planning to catch my bus since I was 14.
I went through most anti depressants before I turned 20. I am back in therapy the last few years, but there is no progress there, just a releasing of pressure. I also practice zen meditation, which does give some relief, but also isn't a solution.
My mother and grandfather protected me from my father, so I feel a moral obligation to at least wait them out.
This is getting harder and harder by the years.
If you were to meet me, or read about me on paper you probably wouldn't suspect me to be suicidal. I have had relationships, friendships and good jobs. This is not to brag. There is something wrong in my brain which doesn't allow me to feel joy like a typical person would.
Between the ages of 14 and my my mid 20s I didn't spend a single day sober, and did shady business to make money. After that I worked manual labour, while studying on my own to get to a cushy IT job. This all worked, and I had, from an objective point of view, good friends and relationships in this period.
For me it never felt this way though. I always have felt down, and less-than. My childhood addictions also rear it's ugly heads every now and then, which causes my mask of cordiality and funny guy to slip every now and then.
I was put into a mental hospital when I attempted to exit before, but as soon as I realized I had failed and was stuck there, I had to play it off as a "woops I guess I just got too drunk heehee, nothing to worry about" type situation.
Most of my "decent" friends dropped me after this attempt. I broke up with my girlfriend at the time as well since I couldn't put her through living with me any longer.
Now I am basically alone again. I have one or two friends who know my plan, but I don't think they understand how serious I am about it.
Basically I am running out the clock on my mom and grandpa, and I could use some support until they die. It is becoming more and more difficult each year to keep up this facade of "everything is alright". People know I'm a bit of a downer, but I make a lot of sardonic/dark humor jokes, and it seems they believe I am doing well somehow.
I will probably be around for a while, since even my grandfather is still alive, and then I have to wait out the other one as well after.
It's nice meeting you all. If you need any advice on life or anything else, I will be here. I have pulled quite a few people out of drug addiction and depression over the last decade, and I feel it is my moral obligation to keep doing this while I run out the clock.
I hope I can be a valuable asset to this community, and I hope I can find some relief talking to some kindred spirits.