Frozen Blood
i wish things were different
- Jan 9, 2025
- 2
Through all my life I tried to be a good company, a good listener, a really good friend for all the people that tried to be near me.
I know that being around me is not the easiest thing. I always dealt with depression, anxiety, a fucking low self esteem and being a sad person in general. So when someone is willing to be my friend, I'll move worlds to make them feel good, to help them with their struggles or anything they would need at all.
Since the pandemic started, my mental health declined exponentially and for the last two or three years the suicidal thoughts that I always had became more than thoughts and now, in fact, I'm thinking about doing it, for good.
The worsening of my conditions made me even more depressed and my mood in general became "suicidal", even when I'm happy and in a good mood, all my jokes are about the possibility of my suicide.
I can't control that, it's literally slipping through my lips, but that led to many people that I cared dearly to get away from me, to not want to be around and I even heard one of them saying that "my sadness was making me look uglier".
Even my childhood best friend, who would call me his literal brother, left me.
You can bet that none of that help me with all the shitty things I've been feeling.
I wanted to live. I wanted to be happy. I wanted to have fun, to laugh and joke around with my friends, to make my girlfriend happy, to go out without having a crisis, but it seems impossible.
I did it all: psychiatrist, therapy, gym, mindfulness, you can name it. It just seems like I hate myself so much that my own body doesn't let me get better. But I really wish I did.
I'm not sure if I'll CTB one day, but god, if I could press a button and just die instantly NOW, I would without thinking twice.
I know that being around me is not the easiest thing. I always dealt with depression, anxiety, a fucking low self esteem and being a sad person in general. So when someone is willing to be my friend, I'll move worlds to make them feel good, to help them with their struggles or anything they would need at all.
Since the pandemic started, my mental health declined exponentially and for the last two or three years the suicidal thoughts that I always had became more than thoughts and now, in fact, I'm thinking about doing it, for good.
The worsening of my conditions made me even more depressed and my mood in general became "suicidal", even when I'm happy and in a good mood, all my jokes are about the possibility of my suicide.
I can't control that, it's literally slipping through my lips, but that led to many people that I cared dearly to get away from me, to not want to be around and I even heard one of them saying that "my sadness was making me look uglier".
Even my childhood best friend, who would call me his literal brother, left me.
You can bet that none of that help me with all the shitty things I've been feeling.
I wanted to live. I wanted to be happy. I wanted to have fun, to laugh and joke around with my friends, to make my girlfriend happy, to go out without having a crisis, but it seems impossible.
I did it all: psychiatrist, therapy, gym, mindfulness, you can name it. It just seems like I hate myself so much that my own body doesn't let me get better. But I really wish I did.
I'm not sure if I'll CTB one day, but god, if I could press a button and just die instantly NOW, I would without thinking twice.
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