Just another thread. Just another day.
Not suicidal, exactly. I dwell on it more than I ought to. I do not have plans, I really don't. But damn it's appealing. How I think of it is like doing my time. Just waiting, doing my time until I'm done. With the exception of not knowing how long of a sentance I have. It's so f*cking
Bleak and depressing.
I can feel a wave of relief flow over me if I imagine my death, I know that is wrong. Immediately after that I break down in uncontrollable tears.
I am not looking for anything in particular, but I really needed to vent it.
Love to all
Not suicidal, exactly. I dwell on it more than I ought to. I do not have plans, I really don't. But damn it's appealing. How I think of it is like doing my time. Just waiting, doing my time until I'm done. With the exception of not knowing how long of a sentance I have. It's so f*cking
Bleak and depressing.
I can feel a wave of relief flow over me if I imagine my death, I know that is wrong. Immediately after that I break down in uncontrollable tears.
I am not looking for anything in particular, but I really needed to vent it.
Love to all