
monetpompo
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- Apr 21, 2025
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i set up my noose after waking up in the middle of the night and stared at it from my bed. i already tried to hang myself in the afternoon but i was too afraid. i looked down at my phone sitting on top of my blanket. no one was awake and i never receive texts from anyone anymore, besides a kind friend i made here. in the morning, i don't think i'll feel any better. i might just wait for when the night comes again so i can hang myself again. the thought of that makes me feel pathetic. when i talk about suicide to people i always kind of want a coddling response, something that my mom would give me if she actually cared about me and didn't see me as a loser for being depressed. i want to eat a meal someone's made for me and be told that they don't see me as a burden.
i've been holed up in my room all day and haven't eaten. a part of me wishes that i was depressed because of some bigger, grander reason like a loss in my family or i got beaten in the street or whatever, but i just feel really lonely. and i can't get any better if i feel so lonely, because no one wants to have to comfort a lonely person over and over again. i just want to die to save people the trouble of caring about me, but i also want people to tell me not to die because they really do want me around. but it's been such a long time since i've felt wanted by anyone. since i've looked at anyone's face or received a text from someone and felt like they really did care about me and aren't tired of me.
i am in pain tonight, but my pain is anonymized and something that doesn't affect most people, since they don't know me well enough or at all. it's really hard for me to believe that people seriously, really, really mean it when they say that they would be sad if i ever died. because i don't think that my existence matters enough when i'm alive for people to care when i'm dead. when i'm dead, they can grieve but i won't be around to make them concerned anymore. i don't have anyone i can rely on right now and there's no one i can reach out to for comfort without embarrassing myself.
i can cry every night of this month but i don't think that it'll matter because there's no one that believes i'm going to get better. even if i'm gone, my slot as a person can be filled. i feel so inconsequential to other people's lives that it almost hurts to breathe. i don't know why i care so much. i don't know why i consider it so important to matter to people when i don't even matter to myself. if someone in my life cared about me, i would wonder why, since they must have other people in their life that aren't depressed and can talk to instead to me. i often feel like the worst person in people's lives at any given moment. i feel like a failure. i feel like a loser. and i feel incredibly embarrassed that i have such a strong desire to be in anyone's lives at all, because i'm ultimately someone that you replace.
i don't want to keep sitting with this feeling. i feel so guilty that i can't repress the way i feel and pretend i'm a normal person. i want to switch bodies with someone that desperately wants to live and have my soul be put into someone that's dying in a house fire or a car crash. i'm so afraid that every day is going to be the exact same as the next one. i'm worried that all i am is a melodramatic loser that needs to get a grip or no one is going to want to care about me in the first place. being suicidal doesn't make me deserving of being loved. i already know that i can't be loved by someone just because i'm suicidal. i'm not suicidal enough unless i'm already dead. you can love a dead person more than me. it'd be better if i was dead.
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