
GhostInTheMachine
Member
- Nov 5, 2023
- 88
All right so, currently I'm in the weird middle point of wanting to CTB soon, but being blood boiling angry with my current condition. I've thus been recently doing small things like dieting and exercising more to try and make myself feel marginally better about myself. Even in my worst bouts of depression, I've always just have a tic where I need to be clean because my brain freaks out when in squalor. This has made it easier for me to hide my current mental state since people don't clock me as "letting myself go", and it makes it easier for me to avoid having to talk about how suicidal I am. My logic really boils down to "until I'm absolutely ready to die, I'm going to keep putting up a fight".
So, things have indeed been improving for me. I have a part-time job, I'm getting fit, I'm still trying to work on my personal hobbies and art, I'm still in a great relationship with my BF, and I've gotten most of my ducks in a row. It has indeed helped me with my day to day modes of thinking, but overall I'm still pretty fucking miserable. I refuse to seek therapy, but I have a decent social network of friends who all genuinely care about me and are helpful when they can. Call it vanity, but I at least want to be able to look at myself in my final moments and say "it was a good run" before I either pull the trigger or step on the pedal.
I know that a lot of my pain comes from things that I can change, but the foundation of it lies in that which I can't. In essence, I'm just trying to buy a little more time and see if maybe I can tolerate the pain enough to grit my teeth through it. I have time, I'll be here a while, but I know that eventually I'll have to face the music. Might as well try to kick life in the teeth while I'm still here.
So, things have indeed been improving for me. I have a part-time job, I'm getting fit, I'm still trying to work on my personal hobbies and art, I'm still in a great relationship with my BF, and I've gotten most of my ducks in a row. It has indeed helped me with my day to day modes of thinking, but overall I'm still pretty fucking miserable. I refuse to seek therapy, but I have a decent social network of friends who all genuinely care about me and are helpful when they can. Call it vanity, but I at least want to be able to look at myself in my final moments and say "it was a good run" before I either pull the trigger or step on the pedal.
I know that a lot of my pain comes from things that I can change, but the foundation of it lies in that which I can't. In essence, I'm just trying to buy a little more time and see if maybe I can tolerate the pain enough to grit my teeth through it. I have time, I'll be here a while, but I know that eventually I'll have to face the music. Might as well try to kick life in the teeth while I'm still here.