
BitterlyAlive
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- Apr 8, 2020
- 1,634
I'm just so damn tired. The pain is unbearable, intense, crushing. The only words that seem acceptable to describe this are agony and pure dysphoria. As expected, I've wasted a hell of a lot of time wondering why I feel so much pain, why it's all I can really remember in my life. There is just no reason for it.
It seems like the majority of people here have been through truly vile, horrible things. There are so many people who have had their children die, been through unimaginable, dehumanizing abuse, been molested, etc. There are others who have also have mental illnesses such as bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, severe depression, social anxiety, OCD, etc. Your pain is justified, you can connect with each other due to your shared experiences and help one another. That's one of the beautiful things about this website. There is comfort and encouragement for so many people. I think about my life and it just doesn't compare. Supposedly I have anxiety, depression, PTSD. Supposedly I have also been through similar things, with my family and my ex. Everything feels like such a damn lie, I honestly feel like I've made all of this up and have manipulated so many people into believing it's true so they feel sorry for me. I think I'm just a bad, twisted, evil person. Abuse, rape? People have just been reacting to me, everything that's "happened" to me is just what I deserve. My parents are right. I've just been thinking too much and have come up with convenient labels for everything. It's absolutely disgusting.
I want nothing more than to end my fucking pain. There's little band-aid fixes like self-harm and substance abuse, but in reality suicide is the only plausible solution for me. There is no hope, and even if I felt a shred of hope and thought that my "life" would improve, I really don't deserve it. I've said it before and I'll say it again, my death will be a blessing to others. I'll be out of people's lives for good, no one will have to see me, hear me, deal with me anymore. Suicide is the only sort of dream I've ever had for myself, and I can't wait until I finally do it. There's no reason to stick around in this agony and continue being a parasite to others.
It seems like the majority of people here have been through truly vile, horrible things. There are so many people who have had their children die, been through unimaginable, dehumanizing abuse, been molested, etc. There are others who have also have mental illnesses such as bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, severe depression, social anxiety, OCD, etc. Your pain is justified, you can connect with each other due to your shared experiences and help one another. That's one of the beautiful things about this website. There is comfort and encouragement for so many people. I think about my life and it just doesn't compare. Supposedly I have anxiety, depression, PTSD. Supposedly I have also been through similar things, with my family and my ex. Everything feels like such a damn lie, I honestly feel like I've made all of this up and have manipulated so many people into believing it's true so they feel sorry for me. I think I'm just a bad, twisted, evil person. Abuse, rape? People have just been reacting to me, everything that's "happened" to me is just what I deserve. My parents are right. I've just been thinking too much and have come up with convenient labels for everything. It's absolutely disgusting.
I want nothing more than to end my fucking pain. There's little band-aid fixes like self-harm and substance abuse, but in reality suicide is the only plausible solution for me. There is no hope, and even if I felt a shred of hope and thought that my "life" would improve, I really don't deserve it. I've said it before and I'll say it again, my death will be a blessing to others. I'll be out of people's lives for good, no one will have to see me, hear me, deal with me anymore. Suicide is the only sort of dream I've ever had for myself, and I can't wait until I finally do it. There's no reason to stick around in this agony and continue being a parasite to others.