uienringptr
tiny planet explorer
- Dec 10, 2021
- 25
I visited this site and lurked often when things got really bad. Nearly every night of the last week of 2021 and the first few days of 2022 I have spent crying and contemplating if I even want to keep trying. I am really EXTREMELY grateful for this site and I'm glad I finally made an account, but I am starting to think it is not for the reasons I once thought it was. I am young (not a minor young, but not OLD.) I've got a lot of time left in me. I am healthy and I have people who want to see me succeed. I genuinely want to be happy, and if that's not possible, I want to at least seek happiness. I want to get better. Every issue that I have is not worth dying over.
Sometimes when it is late and I am alone I think that I can't get past little things. "I can't do this because college is not letting me sign up for courses. I can't do this because I'm anxious." Those times I think maybe I'll try to CTB again. Maybe I really CANT do life? I fail to see that the people around me are the ones telling me I can't do this life. What the hell do they know?
I guess I'm glad that lurking has put some things into perspective or I might've hurt myself quite badly last night in a failed attempt. I feel free knowing how I need to go out, if i decide that's the move, and that I can't really do what I want to do on impulse because I will never be in a terrible headspace long enough to order supplies, not cancel it, get it delivered, and then follow through with a plan. I swear man, failing at trying to die so many times is exhausting... I didn't want to die and I don't want to die right now either. Things just get bad sometimes. I believe I'll end my life myself someday, but not soon.
I hope everyone is doing okay.
Sometimes when it is late and I am alone I think that I can't get past little things. "I can't do this because college is not letting me sign up for courses. I can't do this because I'm anxious." Those times I think maybe I'll try to CTB again. Maybe I really CANT do life? I fail to see that the people around me are the ones telling me I can't do this life. What the hell do they know?
I guess I'm glad that lurking has put some things into perspective or I might've hurt myself quite badly last night in a failed attempt. I feel free knowing how I need to go out, if i decide that's the move, and that I can't really do what I want to do on impulse because I will never be in a terrible headspace long enough to order supplies, not cancel it, get it delivered, and then follow through with a plan. I swear man, failing at trying to die so many times is exhausting... I didn't want to die and I don't want to die right now either. Things just get bad sometimes. I believe I'll end my life myself someday, but not soon.
I hope everyone is doing okay.