DeadlyLiving
I can't fix it, is this where I give in?
- Jan 1, 2019
- 152
God, I want to leave this life so badly but I am still alive and instead of getting the courage to finally end it I am just thinking about it. I feel like a damn failure.
Over two weeks ago I finally got my SN and I already have tagment and primperan, so everything I need to ctb is here but so am I.
It's not like I've changed my mind - I still want to die - I have no friends, my mother is addicted to drugs, I have no perspective in life and my anxiety and depression doesn't feel like it will ever be cured and even if all that would change I'd still have all these pieces which I would have to pick up to ever truly live and that is nearly impossible and I don't want it anyway.
My depression is dragging me so down even simple things feel like they take inhuman effort. I am definitely not afraid of dying, but to be completely honest I am afraid that I'd go to hell. Which is ridiculous since I don't believe in hell but that is what I was taught as kid. Maybe it is that? Or that I am afraid that I will spend eternity in my mind, only with my thoughts in an endless world of nothing, just a ghost of myself. Basically life without actually living.
I always wondered why people would have their methods readily available for the journey to the other side and are still alive. Well, know I know. Even though you want to die with every single piece of you, it is still not easy.
Sigh, guess I just wait until I feel truly ready. In the mean time I just have to prepare everything and maybe that brings me closure. In the end, time is not running away from me. The thing is just that I can barely copy with my depression anymore, it is getting worse and worse and my paranoia is starting to come back, worse than ever.
Life is weird.
Over two weeks ago I finally got my SN and I already have tagment and primperan, so everything I need to ctb is here but so am I.
It's not like I've changed my mind - I still want to die - I have no friends, my mother is addicted to drugs, I have no perspective in life and my anxiety and depression doesn't feel like it will ever be cured and even if all that would change I'd still have all these pieces which I would have to pick up to ever truly live and that is nearly impossible and I don't want it anyway.
My depression is dragging me so down even simple things feel like they take inhuman effort. I am definitely not afraid of dying, but to be completely honest I am afraid that I'd go to hell. Which is ridiculous since I don't believe in hell but that is what I was taught as kid. Maybe it is that? Or that I am afraid that I will spend eternity in my mind, only with my thoughts in an endless world of nothing, just a ghost of myself. Basically life without actually living.
I always wondered why people would have their methods readily available for the journey to the other side and are still alive. Well, know I know. Even though you want to die with every single piece of you, it is still not easy.
Sigh, guess I just wait until I feel truly ready. In the mean time I just have to prepare everything and maybe that brings me closure. In the end, time is not running away from me. The thing is just that I can barely copy with my depression anymore, it is getting worse and worse and my paranoia is starting to come back, worse than ever.
Life is weird.