May this be my last post
Sorry. I don't have anyone I can talk to. No friends and i don't know how to bring it up to my close cousins. Im exhausted, Im tired of my mom spouting things and saying harsh words just because I skipped school. She probably told our relatives and I can't shake off the feeling that everyone see me as a disappointment.
I keep thinking maybe this is just part of a depressive disorder, it's been like this for weeks, I've been holed up in my bed.
For months that I thought I was fine and it was gone, it really never goes away. I've been struggling with depression for years.
I had people tell me nice things that it's still worth living when I posted something on my social media but nothing could ease these voices in my head.
Maybe I just want to be found? That thought occurred when I procrastinate about slitting my wrist because I know its a 50/50.
I keep thinking that maybe if I could just get my hand on a gun, or even jump off a tall building it'll be easier. Or even get kidnapped and killed so I don't have to do it on my own.
Everything just feels numb. Before when I was also struggling with suicidal thoughts, I kept thinking about how bad I want to see my lil brother to grow up that I tried holding on, but rn even that doesn't hold me back.
Can things actually be better?