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happy ur here now bhai :peepoLove:
i can also relate to this, it was just a time in my life that i thought nobody cared for me, and i thought i would get more attention if i was gone
but thats stupid
 
Deadass not a shitpost

When I was so fucking depressed, struggling hard with bpd I stare off into the ceiling and think if I just opted out after everything

I’m not poor, just had a shitty upbringing mentally, my parents would be always at work and payed a child minded to look after me while I fuck around playing with nerf guns watching spectacular spider man (probably the absence of my childhood made me develop bpd)

Im getting off topic, but I would vividly think about the aftermath, my parents would mourn me yes, but I thought they move on quickly in my mind their work was more important than dealing with me, after all i just brought home shit grades and more problems to the household than I did solving them

My friends would feel stunned, my selected seat on the school cafeteria empty, very sudden but my actions would probably lurk at the background in their heads, more than give it a considerate thought

My ex, I would’ve hoped it would somehow impact her, change her ways, just to sit down and think for a moment that would I wished would happen, even if it was just a moment

My room, probably still messy left untouched and my Lego collection collect dust and my cds left alone, my desk covered in papers and notes I would write for myself, still there waiting to be used

My school, wouldn’t really cloud anyone’s mind, just a momentary stun and they would moved on, I would just be known to be the kid who killed himself and nothing really more

It’s so still after a suicide, it’s sudden still and unexplained

Just saying fuck the world and roll over and die, I would’ve thought; a comforting idea

Never was the guy who would wish to die to begin with

I simply wish I didn’t exist, rock bottom having no existence in this world is a comforting idea

But I got better, I moved on through my darkest hour, and I didn’t give up

Im proud I didn’t give up, give in easily I fought through it when I wasn’t given a direction

Love yourself guys, it means so much more than being cliché :peepoLove:

Gonna delete this in a few hours


Bhai ily 🥺 if you die the entirety of Ireland and me will be sad 😭
 
I don’t like to fantasize about it, but it just pops into my brain; I’m on the edge of the bed with a gun in my mouth with tears in my eyes. Not a suicide due to hatred of life, but hatred of what life brings. Decay.
 
Deadass not a shitpost

When I was so fucking depressed, struggling hard with bpd I stare off into the ceiling and think if I just opted out after everything

I’m not poor, just had a shitty upbringing mentally, my parents would be always at work and payed a child minded to look after me while I fuck around playing with nerf guns watching spectacular spider man (probably the absence of my childhood made me develop bpd)

Im getting off topic, but I would vividly think about the aftermath, my parents would mourn me yes, but I thought they move on quickly in my mind their work was more important than dealing with me, after all i just brought home shit grades and more problems to the household than I did solving them

My friends would feel stunned, my selected seat on the school cafeteria empty, very sudden but my actions would probably lurk at the background in their heads, more than give it a considerate thought

My ex, I would’ve hoped it would somehow impact her, change her ways, just to sit down and think for a moment that would I wished would happen, even if it was just a moment

My room, probably still messy left untouched and my Lego collection collect dust and my cds left alone, my desk covered in papers and notes I would write for myself, still there waiting to be used

My school, wouldn’t really cloud anyone’s mind, just a momentary stun and they would moved on, I would just be known to be the kid who killed himself and nothing really more

It’s so still after a suicide, it’s sudden still and unexplained

Just saying fuck the world and roll over and die, I would’ve thought; a comforting idea

Never was the guy who would wish to die to begin with

I simply wish I didn’t exist, rock bottom having no existence in this world is a comforting idea

But I got better, I moved on through my darkest hour, and I didn’t give up

Im proud I didn’t give up, give in easily I fought through it when I wasn’t given a direction

Love yourself guys, it means so much more than being cliché :peepoLove:

Gonna delete this in a few hours


Same, about like 2 years ago I was such in a terrible headspace mentally. I would often cry to sleep because I couldn't keep it together. I can't say I fantasized about suicide or thought about ending it all but the idea of death would often occupy my mind. I barely had any close friends and would often jester. Thankfully music helped me a lot by making feel understood and exteriorize the angst, frustrations and dread of life I had at the time.

TLDR it gets better brahs.
 
Same, about like 2 years ago I was such in a terrible headspace mentally. I would often cry to sleep because I couldn't keep it together. I can't say I fantasized about suicide or thought about ending it all but the idea of death would often occupy my mind. I barely had any close friends and would often jester. Thankfully music helped me a lot by making feel understood and exteriorize the angst, frustrations and dread of life I had at the time.

TLDR it gets better brahs.
Kanye ghost town was my depression song tbh
 
Same, about like 2 years ago I was such in a terrible headspace mentally. I would often cry to sleep because I couldn't keep it together. I can't say I fantasized about suicide or thought about ending it all but the idea of death would often occupy my mind. I barely had any close friends and would often jester. Thankfully music helped me a lot by making feel understood and exteriorize the angst, frustrations and dread of life I had at the time.

TLDR it gets better brahs.
Also a year ago I wasn't going too good I'll admit.
 
Deadass not a shitpost

When I was so fucking depressed, struggling hard with bpd I stare off into the ceiling and think if I just opted out after everything

I’m not poor, just had a shitty upbringing mentally, my parents would be always at work and payed a child minded to look after me while I fuck around playing with nerf guns watching spectacular spider man (probably the absence of my childhood made me develop bpd)

Im getting off topic, but I would vividly think about the aftermath, my parents would mourn me yes, but I thought they move on quickly in my mind their work was more important than dealing with me, after all i just brought home shit grades and more problems to the household than I did solving them

My friends would feel stunned, my selected seat on the school cafeteria empty, very sudden but my actions would probably lurk at the background in their heads, more than give it a considerate thought

My ex, I would’ve hoped it would somehow impact her, change her ways, just to sit down and think for a moment that would I wished would happen, even if it was just a moment

My room, probably still messy left untouched and my Lego collection collect dust and my cds left alone, my desk covered in papers and notes I would write for myself, still there waiting to be used

My school, wouldn’t really cloud anyone’s mind, just a momentary stun and they would moved on, I would just be known to be the kid who killed himself and nothing really more

It’s so still after a suicide, it’s sudden still and unexplained

Just saying fuck the world and roll over and die, I would’ve thought; a comforting idea

Never was the guy who would wish to die to begin with

I simply wish I didn’t exist, rock bottom having no existence in this world is a comforting idea

But I got better, I moved on through my darkest hour, and I didn’t give up

Im proud I didn’t give up, give in easily I fought through it when I wasn’t given a direction

Love yourself guys, it means so much more than being cliché :peepoLove:

Gonna delete this in a few hours


Loser
 
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