I had a dream
I had a dream that I was on the freeway driving very fast. Someone cut me off and I got into a horrible accident. As the accident was happening, I thought to myself "well here goes. I'm going to die now." Then I woke up. The thing about it was that I wasn't scared. I was relieved. Its all I think about.
Death.
It consumes my every waking thought. I'm not healthy right now and I know it. I also don't know what to do about it. I don't know who to ask for help. I've reached out to my brother, but he doesn't know how to help. Portland DBT won't see me anymore. What do I do?
I continue thinking about death. Dying. How to make it happen? I've wasted away my life and I have nothing that means anything to me. Even my brother is married with a son. I am just me. Fat, ugly, and alone. So alone.
I even spent my birthday alone. How pathetic am I? Going to find a way to do this. I can't go on like this.
Death.
It consumes my every waking thought. I'm not healthy right now and I know it. I also don't know what to do about it. I don't know who to ask for help. I've reached out to my brother, but he doesn't know how to help. Portland DBT won't see me anymore. What do I do?
I continue thinking about death. Dying. How to make it happen? I've wasted away my life and I have nothing that means anything to me. Even my brother is married with a son. I am just me. Fat, ugly, and alone. So alone.
I even spent my birthday alone. How pathetic am I? Going to find a way to do this. I can't go on like this.