GreyMonkey
Heartbroken
- Aug 20, 2019
- 277
This morning I woke up from a dream in which I killed myself.
I was in Chiang Mai, where I once lived. And two of my coaching clients were there. They drank the N solution first and then drove a weird tank car thing off into the bush where people were camping.
I was in a building and scared to drink. I hesitated for ages and then finally I did and settled in to wait for it to be over.
And then I woke up.
I feel really scared. I want to reach out to my friends for help but I don't know what to say.
I spend a lot of time on here and I don't think it's good for me. This place is now my main form of connection and it's frightening me how much it's now drifting into who I am.
I feel myself spiralling down into ever increasing hopelessness. I feel myself getting more energy and yet my desire to end it all is growing at the same rate.
I feel so mentally fragile. I really want to help all of you somehow have a good life. I've connected with a few people here and I know your pain and somehow I want to help. I guess I want to help myself too but don't know how. I want it to stop. I want to improve myself and I don't know how.
I keep having flashes of my past. Memories. And I hate it all. I can see how much I've struggled, how desperate I've been the whole time. Yet the dreams of it all working out kept me going as I fell over again and again. I don't know how to stand up after this fall though.
I was in Chiang Mai, where I once lived. And two of my coaching clients were there. They drank the N solution first and then drove a weird tank car thing off into the bush where people were camping.
I was in a building and scared to drink. I hesitated for ages and then finally I did and settled in to wait for it to be over.
And then I woke up.
I feel really scared. I want to reach out to my friends for help but I don't know what to say.
I spend a lot of time on here and I don't think it's good for me. This place is now my main form of connection and it's frightening me how much it's now drifting into who I am.
I feel myself spiralling down into ever increasing hopelessness. I feel myself getting more energy and yet my desire to end it all is growing at the same rate.
I feel so mentally fragile. I really want to help all of you somehow have a good life. I've connected with a few people here and I know your pain and somehow I want to help. I guess I want to help myself too but don't know how. I want it to stop. I want to improve myself and I don't know how.
I keep having flashes of my past. Memories. And I hate it all. I can see how much I've struggled, how desperate I've been the whole time. Yet the dreams of it all working out kept me going as I fell over again and again. I don't know how to stand up after this fall though.