Trigger Warning: ||Suicidal thoughts||
My days feel numbered, I doubt I can last another two months. Drowning in school work due to my own perfectionism formed and enforced by a myriad of issues, and a crushing feeling in my soul that just makes me feel hollow yet infinitely heavy. It’s like there’s hands constricting my throat and chest, making every breath feel laborious and tiring. I’m so tired. I’m so, so tired.
Trust me, I know there are people that care about me, but it’s not like there’s anything they can or will do to help fix whatever’s wrong with me. I feel like I’m out of control of my own life, in a stalemate not of my own making. I can’t live because of my mind and my suffocating illogical mental pain. I can’t die because of my beliefs and the people around me and their beliefs. There’s only so much my weak self can take, and I can’t see myself being around for much longer.
My mind has drifted into the abyss before, and each time it just gets worse. I can almost feel my existence in all its strangling pain, and it makes me want to simply cease to exist. It feels like my mind comprehends too much yet simultaneously too little and it’s killing me like a slow-acting poison.
I just want something to change damn it. Please, something in my life change. I wish I could see the world past this dissociated and depressed filter of my mind, but it’s too hard. I’m weak. I’m tired. I’m on the face of a cliff and my arms are about to give out. I’m in the top floor of a burning building and the heat is suffocating. I’m so tired. I just want to rest for the rest of eternity.
Any advice would be great. Even just someone to talk to would be fine. Anything.