I hate life

I go fight about price, my social anxiety gets triggered, i dont sleep the whole night, my mood drops, i go back to being really depressed. I dont fight about price, my dad phones me about me being useless, i cry about it the whole night, my mood drops, i go back to being depressed. Maybe i should just kill myself already. I thought i was managing well enough without meds, eleven years, fourteen suicide attempts, hundreds more thoughts, i fought through it all and i carefully managed my mental health. No one fucking knows how hard it is. And now my only moral support tells me thats the most useless thing in the world and i should outgrow it. Whats wrong with trying to live in this world? my way? I get not understanding my sexual orientation, i get not liking my music, why must you also deny the thing thats kept my alive all these years? Whats so hard about a simple nod and move on? I thought maybe the one person who knows and has seen how much ive done for mental health promotion and suicide prevention and education would at least care enough to not fight my ideals. But no. Guess im just, myself again. Its gonna be a dark journey ahead, for however long i can hold on

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anonymous Home October 25, 2025 at 8:26 pm 0 0