burninghill
Specialist
- Dec 2, 2025
- 302
To be honest, I sort of just want to waffle.
Today is the 13th and I'll be attempting suicide on the 15th/16th. I've been home alone all day and ordered some good food, sushi and I'm about to try out wingstop. Yay.
Last night I couldn't stop thinking about laying down on the rails in the cold. I have a lot of trauma from my last attempt to the point where I can't lay down without being taken back there, it was so lonely and dark and I felt empowered and scared at the same time.
Every day I feel more and more disconnected from myself, I've felt more of a disconnection between my mind and my body. I've started to see suicide as more of a release from my body. I've always felt trapped inside of someone else, not necessarily dysphoric but just misplaced. Like whoever was in this body before died and now I'm here. I wish that the girl here before was here to help me. She was young when she disappeared but I still want her back. I feel like the best thing I can do is to stop dragging her body along and to just kill it, that way we can both go to somewhere better.
I'm still trying to figure out some music to listen to when I die, I've found some really good stuff recently.
My suicide date depends on if I decide having one more good hangout matters. My boyfriend is next off on Monday and I can get away with dying on Tuesday (in terms of the tides. It should just be low enough for me to access my spot at the right time). It would be nice to see him, but at the end of the day what difference does it make? Being dead is being dead. My conscience won't remember having 'one last good day' once I'm gone.
How is everybody else doing? I want to hear from anybody reading this.
Today is the 13th and I'll be attempting suicide on the 15th/16th. I've been home alone all day and ordered some good food, sushi and I'm about to try out wingstop. Yay.
Last night I couldn't stop thinking about laying down on the rails in the cold. I have a lot of trauma from my last attempt to the point where I can't lay down without being taken back there, it was so lonely and dark and I felt empowered and scared at the same time.
Every day I feel more and more disconnected from myself, I've felt more of a disconnection between my mind and my body. I've started to see suicide as more of a release from my body. I've always felt trapped inside of someone else, not necessarily dysphoric but just misplaced. Like whoever was in this body before died and now I'm here. I wish that the girl here before was here to help me. She was young when she disappeared but I still want her back. I feel like the best thing I can do is to stop dragging her body along and to just kill it, that way we can both go to somewhere better.
I'm still trying to figure out some music to listen to when I die, I've found some really good stuff recently.
My suicide date depends on if I decide having one more good hangout matters. My boyfriend is next off on Monday and I can get away with dying on Tuesday (in terms of the tides. It should just be low enough for me to access my spot at the right time). It would be nice to see him, but at the end of the day what difference does it make? Being dead is being dead. My conscience won't remember having 'one last good day' once I'm gone.
How is everybody else doing? I want to hear from anybody reading this.