No matter how much I try to push the suicidal thoughts away, they just keep coming back, closer and close, always sitting on my shoulder whispering into my ear words of imaginery relief. I'm just so scared that I'm going to lose control one day and do it. Guys, I DON'T WANT TO KILL MYSELF. I feel so scared.
i just don't see how any of this can ever get any better.It still all has me in its sharp talons of memory of trying to forget.How long do i have to sit and process?i don't want to "sit with the feelings".i have been trying to do that for years.i guess i am not working hard enough.i feel so desperate.
Hey everyone. I haven't been on here much lately since my father died and everything with the pandemic. I want to feel like I can contribute words that will give comfort to others but I just don't feel like I have any right now. But I got to get all this out. So this might be a long post. Thanks in advance if you read part or all of it.A friend of mine turned out not to be such a great friend...