Hydrokhoos
Member
- Dec 1, 2019
- 68
I have my SN kit prepared and ready to go. Plenty of benzos I've stocked up over the past few months, lurasidone I've been taking as my AE, and propranolol. I've placed three separate orders for SN and I'm just waiting for it to come in, the soonest one was supposed to be today but looks like it won't be until next week.
I've read enough on this site to know that ODing on benzos isn't the way to go, despite a bottle of wine and wishful thinking. I'm just so tired of this life. The abuse. Not having a safe place to go. Letting someone drag me down to the point that I'm not sure if I can pull myself back up. I can't have a circular or shifting goal posts conservation again.
I'm bipolar I and have ADHD and struggle with just the littlest things. Suicidal thoughts have occured on a near daily basis since I was 10 (outside of manic episodes) and recently they've become more and more overpowering. The abuse. The regret. The mental illness. Losing a promising career. Losing a safe space. I cried in a parking lot for hours today because I had no where else to go, after having to drop off the sweetest 11 year old cat at the humane society after their owner passed away. I so desparetely wanted to keep him but I just couldnt give him the love and happy home he needed with my unstable and abusive living situation.
I wish I could down this bottle of benzos right now and that it would work. I can't wait for the SN to arrive. I wish I hadn't thrown away the L*******f brand I purchased years ago after the same abusive partner forced me to. I wish it'd be tonight.
I've read enough on this site to know that ODing on benzos isn't the way to go, despite a bottle of wine and wishful thinking. I'm just so tired of this life. The abuse. Not having a safe place to go. Letting someone drag me down to the point that I'm not sure if I can pull myself back up. I can't have a circular or shifting goal posts conservation again.
I'm bipolar I and have ADHD and struggle with just the littlest things. Suicidal thoughts have occured on a near daily basis since I was 10 (outside of manic episodes) and recently they've become more and more overpowering. The abuse. The regret. The mental illness. Losing a promising career. Losing a safe space. I cried in a parking lot for hours today because I had no where else to go, after having to drop off the sweetest 11 year old cat at the humane society after their owner passed away. I so desparetely wanted to keep him but I just couldnt give him the love and happy home he needed with my unstable and abusive living situation.
I wish I could down this bottle of benzos right now and that it would work. I can't wait for the SN to arrive. I wish I hadn't thrown away the L*******f brand I purchased years ago after the same abusive partner forced me to. I wish it'd be tonight.