drinkthenectar
Member
- Jan 12, 2024
- 18
After finally getting better, feeling happy and having a goal in life and many things I want to do. My dad just told us that he is most likely selling our house because of the debt he created. We will have to move. It's gonna sound stupid to everyone probably, but once the deal is confirmed, I'm going to kill myself. Without the house, we have to give up our pet birds which I love dearly, and I won't have my room which I grew up living in my whole life, the only place I've ever felt safe and at home. I genuinely cannot keep going without those two things. I don't even care if the place we move to is objectively better or anything, I NEED my room and my beloved birds. I really cannot do this. I tried my best and I'm going to give up now if this happens. I know I'll move out eventually, but I want it to be when I'm ready and on my own terms. Not now when I'm happy to be here still. I attempted an overdose once and vomited everything out, not trying that again. I need to look into painless methods again but if I can't make it work I'll just find some abandoned building near my area to jump off of. Or maybe I'll hang myself at the stair railing in my house like I always fantasized to. I don't know. I'll think about it. Now I'm gonna start my preparation in advance, write my goodbye letters, make a complied documents of my novel and poems that I want to publish so someone can publish them once I'm gone. And look for someone who loves the stuff I collect to take over my collection so at least it goes to a good home. I'm tired. I tried my best to live and this is what I get. Something completely out of my control. I'm just done trying now. Can only talk about this here because my friends will just try to change my mind.