calavera
Member
- Dec 11, 2019
- 13
I saw my father slowly dying from cancer. As a small child I needed to prepare for his inevitable funeral, when I didn't even know what death really was. And when I turned nine, that day finally came. I still remember it painfully well, especially the moment first thought of suicide crossed my mind.
From that point on I remember everything turning grey, my house in the new eary silence and little me, sitting in my room with all the material things that I wanted, but not a soul that was there for me.
The only source of happiness in our home was my baby sister. As I struggled more and more everyday, she continued to remind me how pure happiness looks like.
She's eight now, I'm eighteen. For the longest time I tried to isolate from her in order to minimize her grief as I eventually off myself. But when I started hearing her silently cry herself to sleep every night I saw my younger self. Now I'm the only one here for her. The only one that would listen and understand, because our mother can't.
But I really need to go. Despite trying almost everything to live a normal/ suferable life, I always find myself in the same void. I love her with all my heart, but this agony is way too painful to stay.
/ just needed to vent. It's really crushing me
From that point on I remember everything turning grey, my house in the new eary silence and little me, sitting in my room with all the material things that I wanted, but not a soul that was there for me.
The only source of happiness in our home was my baby sister. As I struggled more and more everyday, she continued to remind me how pure happiness looks like.
She's eight now, I'm eighteen. For the longest time I tried to isolate from her in order to minimize her grief as I eventually off myself. But when I started hearing her silently cry herself to sleep every night I saw my younger self. Now I'm the only one here for her. The only one that would listen and understand, because our mother can't.
But I really need to go. Despite trying almost everything to live a normal/ suferable life, I always find myself in the same void. I love her with all my heart, but this agony is way too painful to stay.
/ just needed to vent. It's really crushing me