C
Circles
Visionary
- Sep 3, 2018
- 2,297
I just don't see how you can live life after being suicidal for so long. Over half my life if that is saying much. I feel like I have invested and lost so so much over the thought of killing myself. This thought has destroyed me and everything a living being would deem worthy in life. I cringe at the thought of me actually doing anything perceived as living. I feel like a shell of a person who never was supposed to be here. Just empty stuck in place inside a meat sack. Just an anomaly and a mistake where I never belonged in the first place. I have no direction or no motivation into investing into something I wholeheartedly believe is a pointless, drawn out, painful experience. Lifers would say it would always get better but they never think about for how long until the next shitstorm happens in reminding you just how miserable your existence can be. Maybe it's all about perspective. Maybe I'm just making excuses. Maybe I'm just not fucking trying hard enough eh? But I'm sure as hell not going to cheer the fuck up about waking up day in and day out and being expected to put up with shit constantly that lifers like to say, 'Welp that's just life.' Like wow, as if that's good enough for putting up with life's constant bullshit. Every aspect of life is controlled. I'm at a point where I honestly believe suicide is the only absolute control over our being. I feel I've pushed as far as I can go and I'm just stuck in limbo waiting for that moment when the urge and determination last.