LonelyPrince
Rotten to the Core
- Dec 12, 2025
- 230
People from the outside see me taking steps into actively fixing my life and think I'm finally doing better.
Am I really tho?
Yes, I got a job. Yes, I'm planning to give art school another try.
Yet sometimes I still wish I had a pill I could swallow, fall asleep, and never wake up.
I'm debating whether to buy sn in the future, just to have the comfort of having way out.
However, sn seems anything but peaceful. By reading people's experiences it sounds fucking horrible and I don't think I have the capacity to put myself through that.
I don't have high anchor points in my house and I can't tie a noose knot for the life of me. I don't want to stand over a bridge in front of everybody and I don't have any drugs nor have enough will to actively search for them in the dark web.
I feel like no matter what I'll do, I'll never be happy.
What's the point of keeping up if I can't cultivate the one thing I'm "good" at? I have stories to tell through my drawings...but my hands don't produce what my fucking brain wants.
People get better and I don't. People train and train and I don't...wonder why?! Because I'm depressed and everything is too hard, too boring at this point.
Overdoses are fucking useless if you don't have like boxes and boxes of medication. What if I take all my medications combined and then don't pass out?! I'll just have to deal with he consequences and be punished for trying to overdose again.
Am I really tho?
Yes, I got a job. Yes, I'm planning to give art school another try.
Yet sometimes I still wish I had a pill I could swallow, fall asleep, and never wake up.
I'm debating whether to buy sn in the future, just to have the comfort of having way out.
However, sn seems anything but peaceful. By reading people's experiences it sounds fucking horrible and I don't think I have the capacity to put myself through that.
I don't have high anchor points in my house and I can't tie a noose knot for the life of me. I don't want to stand over a bridge in front of everybody and I don't have any drugs nor have enough will to actively search for them in the dark web.
I feel like no matter what I'll do, I'll never be happy.
What's the point of keeping up if I can't cultivate the one thing I'm "good" at? I have stories to tell through my drawings...but my hands don't produce what my fucking brain wants.
People get better and I don't. People train and train and I don't...wonder why?! Because I'm depressed and everything is too hard, too boring at this point.
Overdoses are fucking useless if you don't have like boxes and boxes of medication. What if I take all my medications combined and then don't pass out?! I'll just have to deal with he consequences and be punished for trying to overdose again.