mold
local fungi
- Jun 25, 2019
- 104
After probably some of the worst months of my life, I've finally decided to and made peace with dying as soon as I can. I'm thinking this Friday, but I'm not too sure yet. I'd like to do it before my semester stars (which is conveniently on my birthday, lol). I was already on the edge for about a year or so, and I think I just had my final push.
Despite this, I still go about my day and do what I usually do as if it matters. Maybe I'm just doing these things out of habit, because I'm certainly not doing them because I want to live. I think I'm just going off of autopilot rn. I catch myself doing chores like laundry or dishes, making plans to pay bills, filing my taxes, etc. I even talk to my friends and family and just kind of say yes to any plans they make and accept anything like I used to as if I'm not about to jump from 120ish meters soon (thats about 400 feet for you Americans out there). It's strange telling my classmates I'll see them on the first day of the classes for the semester like I usually would, when I'm likely not going to be there. Even if I survived, I'd probably be in the hospital when the semester starts. I'm not making plans or promises with people because I'm trying to be disingenuous or anything, I think I'm just doing what I've been hard wired to do for a while that I can't even stop myself from doing it. It won't matter if my bills don't get paid or the dishes not being done or applying for uni classes, I'm not gonna be there, but I'm still doing it all anyway. It's weird.
Is there anyone else doing/going through something similar?
Despite this, I still go about my day and do what I usually do as if it matters. Maybe I'm just doing these things out of habit, because I'm certainly not doing them because I want to live. I think I'm just going off of autopilot rn. I catch myself doing chores like laundry or dishes, making plans to pay bills, filing my taxes, etc. I even talk to my friends and family and just kind of say yes to any plans they make and accept anything like I used to as if I'm not about to jump from 120ish meters soon (thats about 400 feet for you Americans out there). It's strange telling my classmates I'll see them on the first day of the classes for the semester like I usually would, when I'm likely not going to be there. Even if I survived, I'd probably be in the hospital when the semester starts. I'm not making plans or promises with people because I'm trying to be disingenuous or anything, I think I'm just doing what I've been hard wired to do for a while that I can't even stop myself from doing it. It won't matter if my bills don't get paid or the dishes not being done or applying for uni classes, I'm not gonna be there, but I'm still doing it all anyway. It's weird.
Is there anyone else doing/going through something similar?