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Adeus
- Dec 24, 2025
- 264
My plan: I will fast for 12 hours. I won't need antiemetics, and I have already measured the dose of SN. I have sleeping pills and will take them, so that I am unable to ask for help and lose consciousness quickly. 5 pills are enough to make me extremely lethargic, and I think this time I won't be able to be saved. I hope so... But first, I will try to schedule some emails to be sent in a week to a few people.
I feel sorry for my brother, but I think I can no longer go on in life. All things have pushed me down so hard and crushed me with such force that I don't think I will ever be able to get up again. I miss my ex who completed CTB so much, I always regret not having done it with him...
If someone can help me with how to schedule emails... To tell the truth, I don't know what I should write. I think if I die and leave nothing written, it will take a long time for my family to be notified. I just want to cease to exist, for my body to disappear... That way I would just be considered missing and my family would think I'm just out there living.
My mind in moments of despair doesn't make me anxious, it makes me apathetic and I hate that, because I can't kill myself, because my mind thinks I can go on and that everything is fine... holy fucking shit is my mind sometimes, that seems to forbid me from killing myself.And thinks I can handle fighting all the demons of hell.
I feel sorry for my brother, but I think I can no longer go on in life. All things have pushed me down so hard and crushed me with such force that I don't think I will ever be able to get up again. I miss my ex who completed CTB so much, I always regret not having done it with him...
If someone can help me with how to schedule emails... To tell the truth, I don't know what I should write. I think if I die and leave nothing written, it will take a long time for my family to be notified. I just want to cease to exist, for my body to disappear... That way I would just be considered missing and my family would think I'm just out there living.
My mind in moments of despair doesn't make me anxious, it makes me apathetic and I hate that, because I can't kill myself, because my mind thinks I can go on and that everything is fine... holy fucking shit is my mind sometimes, that seems to forbid me from killing myself.And thinks I can handle fighting all the demons of hell.