willitpass
Don’t try to offer me help, I’ve tried everything
- Mar 10, 2020
- 2,937
I've just driven a few hours away from my apartment. The town where the residential that abused me more horrifically than any other mental hospital Id ever been in. The last place where I received inpatient care. Since then I've been so petrified of ever going back to one that I haven't been fully honest with anyone about my mental health ever since. But I can't live like this anymore. One way or another something is going to give and it's going to be tonight. I picked up 9 bottles of visine throughout my drive here. I'm about to pick up however many more I can get my hands on. I'll mix them into a drink in my car. If I wake up I won't be in any state to drive, much less hours back home. I'll have to call an ambulance and I will tell the full truth from there. If I die, well then even better. But I cannot carry on the way I'm living. Whatever happens at this point happens because the life I am living cannot continue. I'm mentally beyond my breaking point.