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ETCETERA
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- Mar 25, 2025
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I don't really know what to say right now, since it's my first time posting on here, but I should probably go into the title for a start.
I've never commit any crimes in my life. I've never physically hurt anyone, and my advice/predictions always ended up being right when people come to me for advice. And if they don't want advice, I listen. If they don't want me to listen, I don't listen. If they want me to talk to them, I do. If they want comfort, I do. If they want a conversation, I give a conversation. With the way I'm writing right now, I really sound like a giver or a doormat, but I don't think I am. This is all in cases where people come to me or they are people I know, and I don't mind. I talk about what I want to, aswell- not just giving. And I ask. I don't have any unusual or uncommon hobbies, either. I like to draw, I like reading. I wouldn't say I'm boring either, I have alot of stories, about my life, that people have found interesting. By the law- I'm not a bad person. Whether you think I'm a bad person or not, I don't know. You could try and make a judgement based off of what I've written today, but you don't know who I am,. Whether that assumption you make is correct or incorrect, I don't know, and I am not able to say. Since we can't be objective about oneself, I can't say I'm morally- or ethically, a good or bad person. But I'd like to think I am.
But for some reason, people just naturally gravitate away from me. I smile and do small talk to strangers, and they respond in kind. My neighbourhood is relatively quite nice. And, I've met many people. But they never really stick, or have stuck. One bad trait about me is my voice. If I'm talking, my own family tell me to shut up, or that my voice is particularly grating. I've been told while trying to talk that, for some reason, whatever comes from me just is incredibly boring or uninteresting or etc. I don't like arguments, and I don't particularly argue with others, or call out things I disagree with, but even then, I could be just doing nothing- people just dont like it. When I smile for pictures, they don't like my smile. When I get passionate about something I'm talking about, they find my voice annoying- or that I'm being too loud, so they tell me to shut up whether rudely or politely.
You've probably already guessed, but I'm suicidal. Not a surprise since I'm literally on a forum called sanctioned suicide, I've realised this about me for a while now, but I think there is something innately wrong with me. With the way my brain works, with my mind, with the way I just can't seem to save myself from this hole I've dug. Maybe it's because childhood trauma or maybe it's just how I am, but I've realised I'm really one of those people you just can't save. Have you ever argued or tried talking to someone, and just think, 'goodness, its pointless trying to save/convince/help them.'. Or maybe you've heard of the saying, 'you can't save someone that doesn't want to be saved'. I've encountered these people before, but the most painful thing is realising you are one of them, and that really, you can't be saved. Not by words, not by pills, not by therapy, not by yourself- because for some reason, you are just unable to start or build good habits, or just unable to study, or meet that deadline, or do this or that, you just cannot. Many people have stressed this to me, that it is so easy to save myself from this, but how am I supposed to do that when I am trapped with this person(myself) who is unwilling to do any of those things to save me? When I say I can't, people Internet it as laziness, maybe it is, maybe it isn't. But seriously, I can't. Suicidal thoughts are like my hands to me. If you are doing something, you are using your hands, therefore - you will always see it in your field of vision. It is always there, while you're relaxing, reading a book, eating, putting on jewellery, taking off a suit, your hands won't ever leave your field of vision, unless they're tied behind your back by someone else.
I don't know what my point is here, or what I'm trying to say, or what the meaning of this ramble is, but I hope writing this will somehow give me a magical pill that'll make everything better. Of course it won't, but, what is it if not a cry for help? Whoever bothers to read this, thanks. And I sincerely hope both of us make it out. If not - may death be our peacebringer, whether it be for a brief moment until the angels come and test our souls, or forever, because you believe there is nothing after death. Please, find peace, and I hope I do.
I've never commit any crimes in my life. I've never physically hurt anyone, and my advice/predictions always ended up being right when people come to me for advice. And if they don't want advice, I listen. If they don't want me to listen, I don't listen. If they want me to talk to them, I do. If they want comfort, I do. If they want a conversation, I give a conversation. With the way I'm writing right now, I really sound like a giver or a doormat, but I don't think I am. This is all in cases where people come to me or they are people I know, and I don't mind. I talk about what I want to, aswell- not just giving. And I ask. I don't have any unusual or uncommon hobbies, either. I like to draw, I like reading. I wouldn't say I'm boring either, I have alot of stories, about my life, that people have found interesting. By the law- I'm not a bad person. Whether you think I'm a bad person or not, I don't know. You could try and make a judgement based off of what I've written today, but you don't know who I am,. Whether that assumption you make is correct or incorrect, I don't know, and I am not able to say. Since we can't be objective about oneself, I can't say I'm morally- or ethically, a good or bad person. But I'd like to think I am.
But for some reason, people just naturally gravitate away from me. I smile and do small talk to strangers, and they respond in kind. My neighbourhood is relatively quite nice. And, I've met many people. But they never really stick, or have stuck. One bad trait about me is my voice. If I'm talking, my own family tell me to shut up, or that my voice is particularly grating. I've been told while trying to talk that, for some reason, whatever comes from me just is incredibly boring or uninteresting or etc. I don't like arguments, and I don't particularly argue with others, or call out things I disagree with, but even then, I could be just doing nothing- people just dont like it. When I smile for pictures, they don't like my smile. When I get passionate about something I'm talking about, they find my voice annoying- or that I'm being too loud, so they tell me to shut up whether rudely or politely.
You've probably already guessed, but I'm suicidal. Not a surprise since I'm literally on a forum called sanctioned suicide, I've realised this about me for a while now, but I think there is something innately wrong with me. With the way my brain works, with my mind, with the way I just can't seem to save myself from this hole I've dug. Maybe it's because childhood trauma or maybe it's just how I am, but I've realised I'm really one of those people you just can't save. Have you ever argued or tried talking to someone, and just think, 'goodness, its pointless trying to save/convince/help them.'. Or maybe you've heard of the saying, 'you can't save someone that doesn't want to be saved'. I've encountered these people before, but the most painful thing is realising you are one of them, and that really, you can't be saved. Not by words, not by pills, not by therapy, not by yourself- because for some reason, you are just unable to start or build good habits, or just unable to study, or meet that deadline, or do this or that, you just cannot. Many people have stressed this to me, that it is so easy to save myself from this, but how am I supposed to do that when I am trapped with this person(myself) who is unwilling to do any of those things to save me? When I say I can't, people Internet it as laziness, maybe it is, maybe it isn't. But seriously, I can't. Suicidal thoughts are like my hands to me. If you are doing something, you are using your hands, therefore - you will always see it in your field of vision. It is always there, while you're relaxing, reading a book, eating, putting on jewellery, taking off a suit, your hands won't ever leave your field of vision, unless they're tied behind your back by someone else.
I don't know what my point is here, or what I'm trying to say, or what the meaning of this ramble is, but I hope writing this will somehow give me a magical pill that'll make everything better. Of course it won't, but, what is it if not a cry for help? Whoever bothers to read this, thanks. And I sincerely hope both of us make it out. If not - may death be our peacebringer, whether it be for a brief moment until the angels come and test our souls, or forever, because you believe there is nothing after death. Please, find peace, and I hope I do.