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Anonymous #1
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I’ve had a pretty chill night
#28342465 - 05/31/23 08:28 PM (7 months, 24 days ago) |
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Popped some pills, baked some cookies, and spent most of the night planning my suicide. Like where I’m going to do it, who I will leave notes for, and of course method. I’ll probably go see my mom one last time share a meal with her, tell her I love her, and that will be the last meaningful thing I’ll do on this earth.
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Anonymous #2
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Re: I’ve had a pretty chill night [Re: Anonymous #1] 1
#28342590 - 05/31/23 11:19 PM (7 months, 24 days ago) |
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Quote:
Anonymous #1 said: Popped some pills, baked some cookies, and spent most of the night planning my suicide. Like where I’m going to do it, who I will leave notes for, and of course method. I’ll probably go see my mom one last time share a meal with her, tell her I love her, and that will be the last meaningful thing I’ll do on this earth.
Bro I seriously hope you wont go thru with your seppuku.
Sending love.
Eat your edibles first and see where it gets you.
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Anonymous #3
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Re: I’ve had a pretty chill night [Re: Anonymous #2]
#28362438 - 06/16/23 06:41 PM (7 months, 8 days ago) |
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Hope you’re still here bro. Thinking like that sucks
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Anonymous #4
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Re: I’ve had a pretty chill night [Re: Anonymous #3]
#28397367 - 07/16/23 08:50 AM (6 months, 10 days ago) |
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Sending love to the OP , I was riding that train for too long also ... much love brother reach out 💙💚
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Anonymous #5
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Re: I’ve had a pretty chill night [Re: Anonymous #4]
#28397983 - 07/16/23 06:17 PM (6 months, 9 days ago) |
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I wish I knew the words to say That could soothe your Soul in a way That would make you choose to stay.
But I don't because I'm in the same struggle I know it's not always from a sense of feeling no one loves you.
I know it often comes from each day being a reminder of yesterday's epiphany that there's no point. All roads lead to death no matter how many detours we make or stops we take along the way, so where's the point?
But can you find some solace in knowing that you aren't alone? Can you seek shelter in the suffering shared among our own?
Those of us pushing through, Despite the incessant thought of "what's the use?" Despite no joy in anything we do Stubbornly looking to...
Another day of numbness, Another day of futility, Another day of nothing, Wondering what's the deal with me?
Because I didn't always feel this way, So maybe there's an end. So I can only hope you hear me say, Hang in there, my friend.
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