TW for suicide, and drugs.
Spare me the usual replies, please. I’ve heard them all.
I’m going to drop Creamsicle off at a friend’s house today.
“Yay!”
Then I’m probably going to acquire fentanyl somehow, and forget that I ever existed.
I’ve considered writing a letter to my friend, the one I’m always talking about. Creamsicle was originally supposed to be a birthday present for them, but they didn’t want him. I’d love for him to go live with them, but I don’t want them to be sad. I think I just want them to forget I ever existed. I know they probably won’t be too sad but I don’t know. I wish I could say goodbye.
Every single fucking day sucks. I am in the same exact hole today, on March 22nd, 2024, as I was on March 22nd, 2023, and on March 22nd, 2022. The only difference is I just keep getting slightly worse every year. Each winter hurts more than the last. More people stop talking to me and I smile less and life becomes increasingly more stupid and meaningless.
That's the goal and that's why I keep living. Because me not being here would not stop the suffering of others. Fuck capitalism. Fuck them for all this pointless suffering. It fucking pisses me off. People deserve better and I'm not going to stop fighting for that.
the goal doesn't help us today.
you say "every day you survive" i read "every day you keep suffering".
my situation isn't as dire as OP's but it probably will be someday and people telling us to keep suffering for nothing with no prospects doesn't help, it just reinforces.
Yeah, everyone tells me to keep going, that maybe it will get better. But that means slogging through an infinite number of days of misery.
fwiw i think you should give rehab a shot, it's something different than the routine at least. can always reevaluate after.