u/MajorRobology

As the title states, I am about a couple of hours away from committing suicide. Before that happens I just want to talk to a non-judgmental and neutral person who I can just been to and get my thoughts out before I do it.

If you try to talk me out of it you're just getting blocked. I've made up my mind and nothing will change so don't waste your time and don't waste the little time I have left.

Hello, everyone. So for context: I am a homeless 25 year old in Atlanta, Georgia and have been homeless for the past nine months and I've been taking steps to get myself on the path to stability, with varying levels of success. In America, since we're celebrating the 4th of July in the next couple of days, the library I normally stay at will be closed both tomorrow and the following day in observance of the holiday.

Atlanta has been VERY hot lately, peaking around the 90s (or 32 for everyone else) in temperature. Staying outside isn't feasible for me since this can impose a risk to my health and wellbeing, but theres a day center that helps homeless people like me get out of the heat and even goes as far as to provide case management and stuff.

I plan on going over there for the next couple of days to stay cool, but I don't have the bus fare to get there. A round-trip ticket would cost me $5, and for two days, that would be a total of $10. I have CashApp, Venmo, and PayPal if anyone is able to help me. I am also open to potential alternatives if necessary.

Well, here's some context. I've been homeless for about nine months now, it's actually my fourth time ever being homeless since 2021. I am a 25 year old man in Atlanta, Georgia.

Yesterday I made some huge process and was able to get the hard copy of my ID sent to my mailbox. Picking it up was stressful because the environment my mailbox is in isn't good, really stressed me out and made me hear the people telling me that theyre gonna kill me, that I should kill myself (which im going to do), etc. But i got it.

Then today I had the idea to go to a day center to get some case management and further assistance. So I got a pass and arrived at the train station, only to find out that I dont have my ID anymore. It fell out of my pocket somewhere. I dont even fucking know where. Then the realization hit me.

**My life was never going to work out. I knew this. I fucking knew this. But I was coerced to thinking that life is a fucking Disney fairytale where anything can happen if you believe. I was stupid enough to believe that fucking bullshit.**

So as of now I'm done. I quit. I am going to do what I should have done years ago. Found a spot to do it too. So after tonight, I will no longer be alive.

Very frustrating that I allowed myself to stupidly pursue something that was never going to work. I am a dumb ass and an idiot for thinking I can continue to live. Now I realize that, and since my last day is today, I feel kinda excited that my struggles will end soon.

No longer will people enjoy witnessing my abuse and struggle. They will no longer laugh at me. *You* will no longer laugh at me. I'm going to finally be free.

Well, here's some context. I've been homeless for about nine months now, it's actually my fourth time ever being homeless since 2021. I am a 25 year old man in Atlanta, Georgia.

Yesterday I made some huge process and was able to get the hard copy of my ID sent to my mailbox. Picking it up was stressful because the environment my mailbox is in isn't good, really stressed me out and made me hear the people telling me that theyre gonna kill me, that I should kill myself (which im going to do), etc. But i got it.

Then today I had the idea to go to a day center to get some case management and further assistance. So I got a pass and arrived at the train station, only to find out that I dont have my ID anymore. It fell out of my pocket somewhere. I dont even fucking know where. Then the realization hit me.

**My life was never going to work out. I knew this. I fucking knew this. But I was coerced to thinking that life is a fucking Disney fairytale where anything can happen if you believe. I was stupid enough to believe that fucking bullshit.**

So as of now I'm done. I quit. I am going to do what I should have done years ago. Found a spot to do it too. So after tonight, I will no longer be alive.

Very frustrating that I allowed myself to stupidly pursue something that was never going to work. I am a dumb ass and an idiot for thinking I can continue to live. Now I realize that, and since my last day is today, I feel kinda excited that my struggles will end soon.

No longer will people enjoy witnessing my abuse and struggle. They will no longer laugh at me. *You* will no longer laugh at me. I'm going to finally be free.

I (25m) have been homeless for nine months and at this point I feel like my only way out is through jail or prison. Can't join the military due to my weight and health. Can hardly feed or bathe myself due to money, cant even get around and go to connected resources due to bus fare limitations. Can't walk because I got holes on my shoes. I am at a point to where I've just exhausted all options and I think the only way out is to get incarcerated.

The upsides is that they feed you. Get a place to sleep. Get to work (making slave wages but at least it's something to do). All of that. There are a lot of downsides. My depression/anxiety will royally mess me up and they'll probably eat me alive in there being exposed to the atmosphere and the people in it. However, I just have no other options left. I'm stuck. This is the only way at this point.

I (25m) have been homeless for nine months and at this point I feel like my only way out is through jail or prison. Can't join the military due to my weight and health. Can hardly feed or bathe myself due to money, cant even get around and go to connected resources due to bus fare limitations. Can't walk because I got holes on my shoes. I am at a point to where I've just exhausted all options and I think the only way out is to get incarcerated.

The upsides is that they feed you. Get a place to sleep. Get to work (making slave wages but at least it's something to do). All of that. There are a lot of downsides. My depression/anxiety will royally mess me up and they'll probably eat me alive in there being exposed to the atmosphere and the people in it. However, I just have no other options left. I'm stuck. This is the only way at this point.

Like seriously. I've been homeless for nine months, lost my job a few weeks after being homeless due to hygiene and odor. Taking care of yourself is so difficult it is crazy.

Once I ran out of money it has become EXTREMELY difficult to be able to maintain myself. Hygiene products. Food. Bus passes. It has become so much more difficult and sometimes I end up not bathing, not eating, or not going anywhere.

Not being able to bathe or eat are bad enough on their own, very unhealthy to do, but not having transportation is what frustrates me the most because there are so many resources out there that I need (housing, case management, mental health referrals) and I just can't access them because I can't get around anywhere. Ugh.

At this point, it would be a lot easier and a lot less stressful if I died. At least I would actually be in peace for one in lie seven years.

Like seriously. I've been homeless for nine months, lost my job a few weeks after being homeless due to hygiene and odor. Taking care of yourself is so difficult it is crazy.

Once I ran out of money it has become EXTREMELY difficult to be able to maintain myself. Hygiene products. Food. Bus passes. It has become so much more difficult and sometimes I end up not bathing, not eating, or not going anywhere.

Not being able to bathe or eat are bad enough on their own, very unhealthy to do, but not having transportation is what frustrates me the most because there are so many resources out there that I need (housing, case management, mental health referrals) and I just can't access them because I can't get around anywhere. Ugh.

At this point, it would be a lot easier and a lot less stressful if I died. At least I would actually be in peace for one in lie seven years.

So I'm currently 25, I had a traumatic event pretty much ruin my life seven years ago when I was 17. Caused me to flunk out of college, cut ties with friends and family, become homeless multiple times (including now), and gave me Major Depressive Disorder and Anxiety, as well as constant suicidal ideation that's been a mainstay in my mind for seven years. Now that I've been homeless, for the fourth time in four years, for nine months, I don't know.

I really want to return to normalcy in my life. Working. Having a roof over my head. Cooking. Showering and not smelling foul all of the time. I want all of these things, but I feel like I cant because my depression and suicidality get in the way of a lot and constantly discouraging me. It causes me to pretty much sabotage myself and my wellbeing. I hate it. I want to break out of it but I genuinely don't know why.

It may even be too late for me, now that I'm homeless with no end in sight. Everyday is a struggle just to survive since a lot of basic necessities are unobtainable, and a lot of resources I can't utilize due to me needing bus fare for everything. But idk. I figure I could at least ask and maybe get some insight on how people are able to break out of their suicidality and depression. Some people have done this, surely. How do they do it? Anyone with experience with this kind of thing?

I miss the life I had nine months ago. It was far from perfect, but it's better than what I'm going through now. I don't even know how much longer I'm going to last here and now, but maybe I can try something to help with this poison in my mind for as long as I have left.

So I'm currently 25, I had a traumatic event pretty much ruin my life seven years ago when I was 17. Caused me to flunk out of college, cut ties with friends and family, become homeless multiple times (including now), and gave me Major Depressive Disorder and Anxiety, as well as constant suicidal ideation that's been a mainstay in my mind for seven years. Now that I've been homeless, for the fourth time in four years, for nine months, I don't know.

I really want to return to normalcy in my life. Working. Having a roof over my head. Cooking. Showering and not smelling foul all of the time. I want all of these things, but I feel like I cant because my depression and suicidality get in the way of a lot and constantly discouraging me. It causes me to pretty much sabotage myself and my wellbeing. I hate it. I want to break out of it but I genuinely don't know why.

It may even be too late for me, now that I'm homeless with no end in sight. Everyday is a struggle just to survive since a lot of basic necessities are unobtainable, and a lot of resources I can't utilize due to me needing bus fare for everything. But idk. I figure I could at least ask and maybe get some insight on how people are able to break out of their suicidality and depression. Some people have done this, surely. How do they do it? Anyone with experience with this kind of thing?

I miss the life I had nine months ago. It was far from perfect, but it's better than what I'm going through now. I don't even know how much longer I'm going to last here and now, but maybe I can try something to help with this poison in my mind for as long as I have left.

So I'm currently 25, I had a traumatic event pretty much ruin my life seven years ago when I was 17. Caused me to flunk out of college, cut ties with friends and family, become homeless multiple times (including now), and gave me Major Depressive Disorder and Anxiety, as well as constant suicidal ideation that's been a mainstay in my mind for seven years. Now that I've been homeless, for the fourth time in four years, for nine months, I don't know.

I really want to return to normalcy in my life. Working. Having a roof over my head. Cooking. Showering and not smelling foul all of the time. I want all of these things, but I feel like I cant because my depression and suicidality get in the way of a lot and constantly discouraging me. It causes me to pretty much sabotage myself and my wellbeing. I hate it. I want to break out of it but I genuinely don't know why.

It may even be too late for me, now that I'm homeless with no end in sight. Everyday is a struggle just to survive since a lot of basic necessities are unobtainable, and a lot of resources I can't utilize due to me needing bus fare for everything. But idk. I figure I could at least ask and maybe get some insight on how people are able to break out of their suicidality and depression. Some people have done this, surely. How do they do it? Anyone with experience with this kind of thing?

I miss the life I had nine months ago. It was far from perfect, but it's better than what I'm going through now. I don't even know how much longer I'm going to last here and now, but maybe I can try something to help with this poison in my mind for as long as I have left.

So I'm currently 25, I had a traumatic event pretty much ruin my life seven years ago when I was 17. Caused me to flunk out of college, cut ties with friends and family, become homeless multiple times (including now), and gave me Major Depressive Disorder and Anxiety, as well as constant suicidal ideation that's been a mainstay in my mind for seven years. Now that I've been homeless, for the fourth time in four years, for nine months, I don't know.

I really want to return to normalcy in my life. Working. Having a roof over my head. Cooking. Showering and not smelling foul all of the time. I want all of these things, but I feel like I cant because my depression and suicidality get in the way of a lot and constantly discouraging me. It causes me to pretty much sabotage myself and my wellbeing. I hate it. I want to break out of it but I genuinely don't know why.

It may even be too late for me, now that I'm homeless with no end in sight. Everyday is a struggle just to survive since a lot of basic necessities are unobtainable, and a lot of resources I can't utilize due to me needing bus fare for everything. But idk. I figure I could at least ask and maybe get some insight on how people are able to break out of their suicidality and depression. Some people have done this, surely. How do they do it? Anyone with experience with this kind of thing?

I miss the life I had nine months ago. It was far from perfect, but it's better than what I'm going through now. I don't even know how much longer I'm going to last here and now, but maybe I can try something to help with this poison in my mind for as long as I have left.

So I'm currently 25, I had a traumatic event pretty much ruin my life seven years ago when I was 17. Caused me to flunk out of college, cut ties with friends and family, become homeless multiple times (including now), and gave me Major Depressive Disorder and Anxiety, as well as constant suicidal ideation that's been a mainstay in my mind for seven years. Now that I've been homeless, for the fourth time in four years, for nine months, I don't know.

I really want to return to normalcy in my life. Working. Having a roof over my head. Cooking. Showering and not smelling foul all of the time. I want all of these things, but I feel like I cant because my depression and suicidality get in the way of a lot and constantly discouraging me. It causes me to pretty much sabotage myself and my wellbeing. I hate it. I want to break out of it but I genuinely don't know why.

It may even be too late for me, now that I'm homeless with no end in sight. Everyday is a struggle just to survive since a lot of basic necessities are unobtainable, and a lot of resources I can't utilize due to me needing bus fare for everything. But idk. I figure I could at least ask and maybe get some insight on how people are able to break out of their suicidality and depression. Some people have done this, surely. How do they do it? Anyone with experience with this kind of thing?

I miss the life I had nine months ago. It was far from perfect, but it's better than what I'm going through now. I don't even know how much longer I'm going to last here and now, but maybe I can try something to help with this poison in my mind for as long as I have left.

So I'm currently 25, I had a traumatic event pretty much ruin my life seven years ago when I was 17. Caused me to flunk out of college, cut ties with friends and family, become homeless multiple times (including now), and gave me Major Depressive Disorder and Anxiety, as well as constant suicidal ideation that's been a mainstay in my mind for seven years. Now that I've been homeless, for the fourth time in four years, for nine months, I don't know.

I really want to return to normalcy in my life. Working. Having a roof over my head. Cooking. Showering and not smelling foul all of the time. I want all of these things, but I feel like I cant because my depression and suicidality get in the way of a lot and constantly discouraging me. It causes me to pretty much sabotage myself and my wellbeing. I hate it. I want to break out of it but I genuinely don't know why.

It may even be too late for me, now that I'm homeless with no end in sight. Everyday is a struggle just to survive since a lot of basic necessities are unobtainable, and a lot of resources I can't utilize due to me needing bus fare for everything. But idk. I figure I could at least ask and maybe get some insight on how people are able to break out of their suicidality and depression. Some people have done this, surely. How do they do it? Anyone with experience with this kind of thing?

I miss the life I had nine months ago. It was far from perfect, but it's better than what I'm going through now. I don't even know how much longer I'm going to last here and now, but maybe I can try something to help with this poison in my mind for as long as I have left.

I've been struggling a lot in the past seven years. Losing my mom three weeks before graduating high school broke me in so many ways I cant even put it to words. My extended family treated me like I was the problem, blamed me for my mom's passing which is fair enough i guess. Went to college months after just to absolutely flunk out and lose my scholarships because I just couldn't find any motivation to do anything.

Then after the pandemic I started working a job that I absolutely did not like. Working at a discount retail store for 2 years making $10/hr being berated by customers and supervisors, being mocked and ridiculed and told how much of a failure and a waste of life I am. But I guess since it's true I cant really get mad at what theyre saying.

Now I'm just homeless. Completely homeless with almost nothing. Been this way for nine months. I'm a complete failure and loser. I can't do anything. I can hardly take care of myself. Suicide is the only solution to all of this. It would be better. I dont have to worry about the constant guilt and fear and feelings of worthlessness and patheticness due to being a waste of space. And you guys don't have to worry about having someone who isn't worth shit around.

I am a loser. I am nothing. I am pathetic. I am a failure who deserves the worst.

I've been struggling a lot in the past seven years. Losing my mom three weeks before graduating high school broke me in so many ways I cant even put it to words. My extended family treated me like I was the problem, blamed me for my mom's passing which is fair enough i guess. Went to college months after just to absolutely flunk out and lose my scholarships because I just couldn't find any motivation to do anything.

Then after the pandemic I started working a job that I absolutely did not like. Working at a discount retail store for 2 years making $10/hr being berated by customers and supervisors, being mocked and ridiculed and told how much of a failure and a waste of life I am. But I guess since it's true I cant really get mad at what theyre saying.

Now I'm just homeless. Completely homeless with almost nothing. Been this way for nine months. I'm a complete failure and loser. I can't do anything. I can hardly take care of myself. Suicide is the only solution to all of this. It would be better. I dont have to worry about the constant guilt and fear and feelings of worthlessness and patheticness due to being a waste of space. And you guys don't have to worry about having someone who isn't worth shit around.

I am a loser. I am nothing. I am pathetic. I am a failure who deserves the worst.

I've been struggling a lot in the past seven years. Losing my mom three weeks before graduating high school broke me in so many ways I cant even put it to words. My extended family treated me like I was the problem, blamed me for my mom's passing which is fair enough i guess. Went to college months after just to absolutely flunk out and lose my scholarships because I just couldn't find any motivation to do anything.

Then after the pandemic I started working a job that I absolutely did not like. Working at a discount retail store for 2 years making $10/hr being berated by customers and supervisors, being mocked and ridiculed and told how much of a failure and a waste of life I am. But I guess since it's true I cant really get mad at what theyre saying.

Now I'm just homeless. Completely homeless with almost nothing. Been this way for nine months. I'm a complete failure and loser. I can't do anything. I can hardly take care of myself. Suicide is the only solution to all of this. It would be better. I dont have to worry about the constant guilt and fear and feelings of worthlessness and patheticness due to being a waste of space. And you guys don't have to worry about having someone who isn't worth shit around.

I am a loser. I am nothing. I am pathetic. I am a failure who deserves the worst.