
embrace_release
end me
- Mar 13, 2021
- 33
Hi there, first post on this board.
First off: I've been struggling with depression for a while now, and I had suicidal thoughts for the last couple of years now, whenever things got bad. I'm longing to end it all for about 1-2 years, but never had the guts to do it.
I thought I couldn't drop any lower but here I am: Got fired at work, no plans for my future and my girl broke up with me. Now, this wouldn't be such a struggle cause I dealt with something familiar before, but now it's gotten to another level of fuckery.
My ex was always cool with one of my flatmates, they hung out in our flat and understood each other well. Now she broke up, confessed that she didn't love me and she's having feelings for him. I told him, his reaction was something along like 'Yea I woulnd't date your ex blahblah' but guess what, he did. I always mistrusted him so I spied on him one time and yes, I feel guilty for that. This rat was in my ex's flat. I confronted him shaking like crazy cause I was devastated, he confessed, said he was sorry and that he will stop his contact with her because he 'cared about my mental health'. I also offered him that he can confess whatever he wants to, so that I can have clarity about all this instead of getting backstabbed. (I can't deal with this.) Guess what, this piece of shit snuck out 2 days ago and spend the evening with her. After what he told me. After he already lied. He's denying so he doesn't look like a lying total piece of shit that he is to keep face in front of my other flatmates. Now he's trying to butter them up by cleaning the flat and trying to get their sympathy and I'm in fear that they won't see trough is bullshit.
I'm just so fucking lost. I never wanted to end it so badly and I already did the hanging test with a cable to see if I can choke my jugular veins but I can't seem to do it. I wanna remove this piece of garbage just as bad as myself. I don't wanna endure all this pain anymore. My other flatmates know about my suicidal tendencies and I'm scared that they'll suffer, I don't want them to. I want to put my blood on the hands of this piece of garbage, maybe then he'll realize what he's done. But I doubt it.
I can't live through all of this. It's just getting too much, even if this problem will somehow solve itself, there's a shit ton of much larger problems waiting outside the gate. I'm thinking of getting a gun illegaly (it's basically impossible to get one here the legal way) and blowing my brains out, letting everyone know that he wasn't the cause of my death, but was partially responsible for it.
Sorry for venting, I can't tell this anywhere else.
First off: I've been struggling with depression for a while now, and I had suicidal thoughts for the last couple of years now, whenever things got bad. I'm longing to end it all for about 1-2 years, but never had the guts to do it.
I thought I couldn't drop any lower but here I am: Got fired at work, no plans for my future and my girl broke up with me. Now, this wouldn't be such a struggle cause I dealt with something familiar before, but now it's gotten to another level of fuckery.
My ex was always cool with one of my flatmates, they hung out in our flat and understood each other well. Now she broke up, confessed that she didn't love me and she's having feelings for him. I told him, his reaction was something along like 'Yea I woulnd't date your ex blahblah' but guess what, he did. I always mistrusted him so I spied on him one time and yes, I feel guilty for that. This rat was in my ex's flat. I confronted him shaking like crazy cause I was devastated, he confessed, said he was sorry and that he will stop his contact with her because he 'cared about my mental health'. I also offered him that he can confess whatever he wants to, so that I can have clarity about all this instead of getting backstabbed. (I can't deal with this.) Guess what, this piece of shit snuck out 2 days ago and spend the evening with her. After what he told me. After he already lied. He's denying so he doesn't look like a lying total piece of shit that he is to keep face in front of my other flatmates. Now he's trying to butter them up by cleaning the flat and trying to get their sympathy and I'm in fear that they won't see trough is bullshit.
I'm just so fucking lost. I never wanted to end it so badly and I already did the hanging test with a cable to see if I can choke my jugular veins but I can't seem to do it. I wanna remove this piece of garbage just as bad as myself. I don't wanna endure all this pain anymore. My other flatmates know about my suicidal tendencies and I'm scared that they'll suffer, I don't want them to. I want to put my blood on the hands of this piece of garbage, maybe then he'll realize what he's done. But I doubt it.
I can't live through all of this. It's just getting too much, even if this problem will somehow solve itself, there's a shit ton of much larger problems waiting outside the gate. I'm thinking of getting a gun illegaly (it's basically impossible to get one here the legal way) and blowing my brains out, letting everyone know that he wasn't the cause of my death, but was partially responsible for it.
Sorry for venting, I can't tell this anywhere else.