TheHatedOne
Death is salvation
- Sep 26, 2021
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i'm pretty sure that i'm going to do it in the following week or two weeks, i mean i have to do it, but i keep getting shitty thoughts. even if i wasn't in poverty, why would I want to stay in order to experience further alienation, disappointments and heartbreak because no one will ever love me and accept me? why would i want to continue to stay? to keep being beyond lonely and in constant pain? aside of that, i don't find anything else that could be worth it. nothing is enjoyable. i already forgot about the trip i had recently, i dont even remember when it happened. why would i want to stay in a world where i'm not even worthy of last wishes?
I have failed at everything. I'm like a soldier who knows what kind of fate awaits him and seeks to get out of it. I keep thinking about all the bad stuff and how I can't go through this unbearable suffering, not even one more second. I try keep thinking of the bad, but because of my shitty instinct or something I'm suspicious of ctb, of the process of death, and what's after. Yes, I keep telling myself ''death is a fancy term; it's just sleep without waking up'' and all the likes, but I still get these intrusive thoughts.
What if there's something worse out there? There must be something in the middle. We can't break away that easily. I find it too good to be true. Such thoughts and much more.
There are many aspects that creep me out. I hope that I won't be fucking stupid and chicken out in the last moment. I got to do it no matter what the fuck is on the other side.
With that being said, how do I gather all the courage to do it without even blinking?
I have failed at everything. I'm like a soldier who knows what kind of fate awaits him and seeks to get out of it. I keep thinking about all the bad stuff and how I can't go through this unbearable suffering, not even one more second. I try keep thinking of the bad, but because of my shitty instinct or something I'm suspicious of ctb, of the process of death, and what's after. Yes, I keep telling myself ''death is a fancy term; it's just sleep without waking up'' and all the likes, but I still get these intrusive thoughts.
What if there's something worse out there? There must be something in the middle. We can't break away that easily. I find it too good to be true. Such thoughts and much more.
There are many aspects that creep me out. I hope that I won't be fucking stupid and chicken out in the last moment. I got to do it no matter what the fuck is on the other side.
With that being said, how do I gather all the courage to do it without even blinking?