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I know suicide hurts others and affects many people around the victim. But how can one sit in their own self-hate and misery day after day. It becomes too much to take. They say suicide is a permanent solution for a temporary problem. It seems to me that suicide is a final solution for a relentless and increasingly painful problem. I want to die.
I'm supposed to finish my applications. I'm supposed to finish this semester.
MY DEPRESSION, MY ANOREXIA, MY BORDERLINE PERSONALITY, MY BIPOLARITY, AND MY ANXIETY RULES MY LIFE. It takes over and sucks everything good out of me. I hate this so much. I just want it all to end. People think I must be joking. They take it lightly and treat me like I'm fragile. They don't feel the urgency. They don't understand what this feels like. Imagine your hand resting on the open flame of a stove. Immediately you want to rip your hand away from that burning pain. This is what my life feels like at times. And I can either take my hand off and forget a while... eventually having my hand fall back in the same place. Or I can turn the fire off.
I'm supposed to finish my applications. I'm supposed to finish this semester.
MY DEPRESSION, MY ANOREXIA, MY BORDERLINE PERSONALITY, MY BIPOLARITY, AND MY ANXIETY RULES MY LIFE. It takes over and sucks everything good out of me. I hate this so much. I just want it all to end. People think I must be joking. They take it lightly and treat me like I'm fragile. They don't feel the urgency. They don't understand what this feels like. Imagine your hand resting on the open flame of a stove. Immediately you want to rip your hand away from that burning pain. This is what my life feels like at times. And I can either take my hand off and forget a while... eventually having my hand fall back in the same place. Or I can turn the fire off.