nerve
fat cringey shut-in
- Jun 19, 2019
- 1,013
I had some weird bouts of nausea / vomiting and went to the emergency room for it like 18 months ago. They gave me a prescription for metoclopramide and I still have more than enough left for SN. I thought the antiemetic part would be the biggest obstacle but they're literally just there in a box in my closet. I'm kind of shaking? Ending my life has always seemed pretty implausible or overly-romantic, but now there's this clear and simple path. I can't just shrug and go "it's too hard / costs too much money / takes too long / hurts too much. Oh well!" anymore.
This is scaring me.
This is scaring me.