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"Oh God, I’m so depressed." - Marvin
- Nov 24, 2023
- 131
Sorry if this isn't well writen, english isn't my first language.
I want to CTB since i was 16. I'm 24 now and these thoughts always have been with me, some times less, and some times more. Deep down i always believed i could live a normal life. So i did try. I went out there, went to parties, met people, made friends, lived romances, drunk a lot, did drugs, worked, studied, everything.
But these thoughts never went away. I never asked help from friends or family because i hate having people worried about me. I'm the type that doesn't share with anyone and tried to go through everything alone. I NEED to carry my own weight and not depend on others. I feel worse when i open up about my problems to people who know me, instead of feeling better.
And i did everything in my power to try to have that normal life. I did my part. I'm not a victim and i am not gonna say my life is unfair. But i am tired of trying. I am tired of it all. My last bit of hope was crushed and i will just ctb next week. I have everything i need with me to do it. I was gonna do it in March, but i kept postponing it because deep down i had hope. Now there's nothing left. I just need to rest. All the things that used to make me happy simply don't work anymore and i can't keep trying. I'm so exhausted.
I just hope my parents, friends and brother can forgive me someday. Friday will be my friend's birthday and my goodbye. My last party, my last time seeing them and their last memory of me. I will make it be legendary for them, they will see the best possible version of me. And then, next week, i will see the best possible version of peace. At last.
I want to CTB since i was 16. I'm 24 now and these thoughts always have been with me, some times less, and some times more. Deep down i always believed i could live a normal life. So i did try. I went out there, went to parties, met people, made friends, lived romances, drunk a lot, did drugs, worked, studied, everything.
But these thoughts never went away. I never asked help from friends or family because i hate having people worried about me. I'm the type that doesn't share with anyone and tried to go through everything alone. I NEED to carry my own weight and not depend on others. I feel worse when i open up about my problems to people who know me, instead of feeling better.
And i did everything in my power to try to have that normal life. I did my part. I'm not a victim and i am not gonna say my life is unfair. But i am tired of trying. I am tired of it all. My last bit of hope was crushed and i will just ctb next week. I have everything i need with me to do it. I was gonna do it in March, but i kept postponing it because deep down i had hope. Now there's nothing left. I just need to rest. All the things that used to make me happy simply don't work anymore and i can't keep trying. I'm so exhausted.
I just hope my parents, friends and brother can forgive me someday. Friday will be my friend's birthday and my goodbye. My last party, my last time seeing them and their last memory of me. I will make it be legendary for them, they will see the best possible version of me. And then, next week, i will see the best possible version of peace. At last.