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Life is temporary, death is permanent
- Sep 26, 2019
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Question:
As the title says, I'm wondering how do you know when it is time?
Venting:
In short, I was going to wait it out a little bit. But Monday one of my dogs had to be put down due to cancer, and 90% of their airway was being blocked from that. I have mental disabilities like autism, and having a stable job and relationship is mostly out of the question. Due to this I live with my parents. My sister who got herself involved with smuggling drugs, drinking, and other things. Off and on, she has caused me nothing but problems. For example, my parents pulled her out of nasty places, and she fights to go back. Most recently, she gotten away from her ex which is apart of some human trafficking rings, and he touched my sisters kids. Now she is living with my parents and I, and not only do I have to deal with 2 very small kids that are extremely disrespectful (a reflection of the environment they came out of). She is back on drugs, drinking, and selling her body. And I'm having to deal with the fall out on that and the hate/daily arguments (which btw caused my dogs cancer to flair up. The doctor Friday ran blood work and said the dog is extremely stressed out.)
Outside of my grandparents on one side & my parents, no one cares about me and many abuse me. Many talk shit about me, and make up wild stuff. Others bitch to me if I say no to "helping" them/acting like slave labor.
The one thing that was keeping me moving forward was my parents were talking about buying a farm. Something I can run, and something that could be kept in the family. I liked the idea since it's peaceful, I can control who comes on the land for the most part, and I enjoyed farming. I don't want to get too deep here about it, but due to my sister this has mostly went into smoke. Even with what is going on, my parents are talking about making a house for her on the farm. And when my sister goes off the deep end, which is about every weekend. My mom tells me she is going to take custody of the kids, and keep them away from their mom unless she cleans up (and we all know that won't happen). Oh and btw, my bday is this weekend. I'm expecting more of the same that day.
Any case, I'm tired of all the BS. I honestly can't remember the last time I've been really happy outside of being around the dog that just died. Like I've tried to make some happy memories with my sister and others in the past. But outside of my parents, I only heard bitching the entire time or something around to that.
If there is some higher power out there, I have to seriously wonder why do I have this life. And even if there is, I am starting to wonder why do I keep putting up with this. Now with the dog being dead, my life in some chaotic state, the drama building up, and so on. I'm starting to think it is time. Like I can make excuses. Excuses like my parents will be sad, or that I have another dog. But I think I'm at my limit.
Every day for the past few weeks I wish for death, I've thrown up more than I ever had in my life due to stress, and I have to be reminded to eat/drink since I'm not hungry due to the stress. 2 weeks ago I didn't eat or drink during the entire week, and my parents forced me to eat when my vision was blurring. Like they wanted me to drive somewhere, and I had to tell them about my vision.
I was wanting to do an exit bag method somewhere remote. But, I'm starting to think my bedroom is a good of a place as any if I leave my parents $7k for clean up and what not. I just wish death was easier
BTW sorry for the typos. I just don't have the energy to review and edit.
As the title says, I'm wondering how do you know when it is time?
Venting:
In short, I was going to wait it out a little bit. But Monday one of my dogs had to be put down due to cancer, and 90% of their airway was being blocked from that. I have mental disabilities like autism, and having a stable job and relationship is mostly out of the question. Due to this I live with my parents. My sister who got herself involved with smuggling drugs, drinking, and other things. Off and on, she has caused me nothing but problems. For example, my parents pulled her out of nasty places, and she fights to go back. Most recently, she gotten away from her ex which is apart of some human trafficking rings, and he touched my sisters kids. Now she is living with my parents and I, and not only do I have to deal with 2 very small kids that are extremely disrespectful (a reflection of the environment they came out of). She is back on drugs, drinking, and selling her body. And I'm having to deal with the fall out on that and the hate/daily arguments (which btw caused my dogs cancer to flair up. The doctor Friday ran blood work and said the dog is extremely stressed out.)
Outside of my grandparents on one side & my parents, no one cares about me and many abuse me. Many talk shit about me, and make up wild stuff. Others bitch to me if I say no to "helping" them/acting like slave labor.
The one thing that was keeping me moving forward was my parents were talking about buying a farm. Something I can run, and something that could be kept in the family. I liked the idea since it's peaceful, I can control who comes on the land for the most part, and I enjoyed farming. I don't want to get too deep here about it, but due to my sister this has mostly went into smoke. Even with what is going on, my parents are talking about making a house for her on the farm. And when my sister goes off the deep end, which is about every weekend. My mom tells me she is going to take custody of the kids, and keep them away from their mom unless she cleans up (and we all know that won't happen). Oh and btw, my bday is this weekend. I'm expecting more of the same that day.
Any case, I'm tired of all the BS. I honestly can't remember the last time I've been really happy outside of being around the dog that just died. Like I've tried to make some happy memories with my sister and others in the past. But outside of my parents, I only heard bitching the entire time or something around to that.
If there is some higher power out there, I have to seriously wonder why do I have this life. And even if there is, I am starting to wonder why do I keep putting up with this. Now with the dog being dead, my life in some chaotic state, the drama building up, and so on. I'm starting to think it is time. Like I can make excuses. Excuses like my parents will be sad, or that I have another dog. But I think I'm at my limit.
Every day for the past few weeks I wish for death, I've thrown up more than I ever had in my life due to stress, and I have to be reminded to eat/drink since I'm not hungry due to the stress. 2 weeks ago I didn't eat or drink during the entire week, and my parents forced me to eat when my vision was blurring. Like they wanted me to drive somewhere, and I had to tell them about my vision.
I was wanting to do an exit bag method somewhere remote. But, I'm starting to think my bedroom is a good of a place as any if I leave my parents $7k for clean up and what not. I just wish death was easier
BTW sorry for the typos. I just don't have the energy to review and edit.
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