Archer
Member
- Apr 8, 2023
- 12
(Some backstory)
About 2 years ago I started feeling sort of numb and just didn't really want to go on or care about life as much anymore I gave up on just about everything I dropped out of school, stopped eating, stopped talking to people even family, I eventually ran away from my parents home which was very emotionally and mentally abusive, I barely made it 10 miles away from "home" before I was found and the police showed up, the whole time I didn't say a word and just stared into the the concrete eventually the police just left and I guess didn't really care that much anyways my grandparents came to pick me up and I started living at their house. Fast forward a few months I figured my grandfather would likely own a gun of sorts so I went into his room one day when they were not home and found a shotgun hidden behind a dresser in a case, I was very happy to find it I checked the chamber and it had shells in it already I then took it into the bathroom and aimed it at my head for about 3-5 minutes before I finally put my finger on the trigger but I couldn't pull it I wanted to die yet I was too much of a pussy to pull the trigger I probably sat there for another hour with the gun in my hands before putting it back in its case and right where I found it. Once I put it away I went to my room and cried more than I have cried in years which at that time was already really hard to make myself cry for how numb I was anyways every few weeks or months I would take out the gun to see if I would find the strength to do it but I never could do it.
I don't know why I can't do it exactly is it because it's a gun maybe I would be able to go through with it if I had a different method I do not know.
About 2 years ago I started feeling sort of numb and just didn't really want to go on or care about life as much anymore I gave up on just about everything I dropped out of school, stopped eating, stopped talking to people even family, I eventually ran away from my parents home which was very emotionally and mentally abusive, I barely made it 10 miles away from "home" before I was found and the police showed up, the whole time I didn't say a word and just stared into the the concrete eventually the police just left and I guess didn't really care that much anyways my grandparents came to pick me up and I started living at their house. Fast forward a few months I figured my grandfather would likely own a gun of sorts so I went into his room one day when they were not home and found a shotgun hidden behind a dresser in a case, I was very happy to find it I checked the chamber and it had shells in it already I then took it into the bathroom and aimed it at my head for about 3-5 minutes before I finally put my finger on the trigger but I couldn't pull it I wanted to die yet I was too much of a pussy to pull the trigger I probably sat there for another hour with the gun in my hands before putting it back in its case and right where I found it. Once I put it away I went to my room and cried more than I have cried in years which at that time was already really hard to make myself cry for how numb I was anyways every few weeks or months I would take out the gun to see if I would find the strength to do it but I never could do it.
I don't know why I can't do it exactly is it because it's a gun maybe I would be able to go through with it if I had a different method I do not know.