Fragile
Broken
- Jul 7, 2019
- 1,496
Not a goodbye thread... just yet.
i don't see myself living this life for much longer, i've endured so much because of love, or rather, fear of hurting the ones i love.
but i can't continue to live for others. every single day is filled with anxiety, pain from my multiple health issues, fear for the future, and self hatred, so much that i can't even stand to look at myself in the mirror.
Nothing helps, and i've tried for so long to actually improve my quality of life, only because i wanted to put a smile for others. i've tried therapy, expensive psychiatrists, voluntary psychiatric hospitalizations and good doctors, but they only gave me harmful drugs or shitty advice that would probably work for normal people, but not for me. 10 years of that, i'm ready to give up.
the only thing that i achieved was to make others very attached and close to me, my family will be crushed if i die, even some internet friends told me that they will fall into deep depression if i kill myself, why the fuck do i have that effect on people? being kind was the biggest mistake of my life.
Now i realize that i never feared death, really, i never did. what truly terrifies me is having to continue this unbearable existence, failing to kill myself, and the suffering of others. that's why i lived in such a calm state of mind when i was passively suicidal some years ago, just binge drinking, never eating and indulging in other stuff, i promised myself that i would never touch the bottle again... but now i'm half a bottle of wine deep while writing this post.
i'm already a burden on my family, and it's my fault for not having the courage to actually ctb sooner, the damage is already done and the only thing that i can do now is end it before it's too late.
thanks for reading, now i'm going to pass out on benzos and wine in hopes of drowning my sorrows, one night at the time until the day when i don't wake up.
i don't see myself living this life for much longer, i've endured so much because of love, or rather, fear of hurting the ones i love.
but i can't continue to live for others. every single day is filled with anxiety, pain from my multiple health issues, fear for the future, and self hatred, so much that i can't even stand to look at myself in the mirror.
Nothing helps, and i've tried for so long to actually improve my quality of life, only because i wanted to put a smile for others. i've tried therapy, expensive psychiatrists, voluntary psychiatric hospitalizations and good doctors, but they only gave me harmful drugs or shitty advice that would probably work for normal people, but not for me. 10 years of that, i'm ready to give up.
the only thing that i achieved was to make others very attached and close to me, my family will be crushed if i die, even some internet friends told me that they will fall into deep depression if i kill myself, why the fuck do i have that effect on people? being kind was the biggest mistake of my life.
Now i realize that i never feared death, really, i never did. what truly terrifies me is having to continue this unbearable existence, failing to kill myself, and the suffering of others. that's why i lived in such a calm state of mind when i was passively suicidal some years ago, just binge drinking, never eating and indulging in other stuff, i promised myself that i would never touch the bottle again... but now i'm half a bottle of wine deep while writing this post.
i'm already a burden on my family, and it's my fault for not having the courage to actually ctb sooner, the damage is already done and the only thing that i can do now is end it before it's too late.
thanks for reading, now i'm going to pass out on benzos and wine in hopes of drowning my sorrows, one night at the time until the day when i don't wake up.