Blank Face
It’s been 6 years since my last post. Again, I’ve got no where else to post besides here where no one can really see.
It’s been a while, huh? Interesting to see my old posts from years past and to reminisce about how things were at the time… Also interesting to see how my depression has never left.
Of course, I’m still depressed.
Death called yesterday and I’ve been contemplating their calling.
I wish I could do it. I already thought of the best way and to not have my cat suffer as well and it’s not difficult to pull off…
I think I’ve wished for it for decades now. At least 20 years of suffering. I’m tired of never getting anywhere and being by myself. No one is ever there and my voice continues into the void. No one listens.
I turn 33 next week.
Nothing about it fazed me when I thought about it. It was all logical. I’d be better off leaving when I’m a burden. When I can pay off my debts in time. When I can get the rest of the time people expect out of me. When I’m no longer a problem for everyone.
I want to die. And it doesn’t bother me anymore.
It’s been a while, huh? Interesting to see my old posts from years past and to reminisce about how things were at the time… Also interesting to see how my depression has never left.
Of course, I’m still depressed.
Death called yesterday and I’ve been contemplating their calling.
I wish I could do it. I already thought of the best way and to not have my cat suffer as well and it’s not difficult to pull off…
I think I’ve wished for it for decades now. At least 20 years of suffering. I’m tired of never getting anywhere and being by myself. No one is ever there and my voice continues into the void. No one listens.
I turn 33 next week.
Nothing about it fazed me when I thought about it. It was all logical. I’d be better off leaving when I’m a burden. When I can pay off my debts in time. When I can get the rest of the time people expect out of me. When I’m no longer a problem for everyone.
I want to die. And it doesn’t bother me anymore.