i have 0 success in life even duo i wa given every opportunity to grow myself i strugglecwith my mental health for about year now i m at the moment every year i hope thing will change for good but every time i feel immense disappointment i can t find any reason to continue living with every breath of air i feel like poison fill my lung most of my day i stare blankly at a random space imaging my death i crave to die life consists of little to no joy why is suicide considered a cowardly act i believe the opposite is true a the one who kill himself chooses to die in his own circumstance imagine how much power it take to jump off a building or cut one own vein vertically i recently cutted my wrist horizentaly just a little bit i wanted to see blood to feel pain i felt so connected with reality what an amazing experience pain is my only way to remember i m alive physical pain also help me forget of my failure of who i m an empty shell who keep existing a zombie who just want to be buried again if god exists we are all his slave
i have 0 success in life even duo i wa given every opportunity to grow myself i strugglecwith my mental health for about year now i m at the moment every year i hope thing will change for goodbut every time i feel immense disappointment i can t find any reason to continue living with every breath of air i feel like poison fill my lung most of my day i stare blankly at a random space imaging my death i crave to die life consists of little to no joy why is suicide considered a cowardly act i believe the opposite is true a the one who kill himself chooses to die in his own circumstance imagine how much power it take to jump off a building or cut one own vein vertically i recently cutted my wrist horizentaly just a little bit i wanted to see blood to feel pain i felt so connected with reality what an amazing experience pain is my only way to remember i m alive physical pain also help me forget of my failure of who i m an empty shell who keep existing a zombie who just want to be buried again if god exists we are all his slave
Tengo 0 éxito en la vida incluso dúo i wa dado cada oportunidad de crecer yo mismo lucho con mi salud mental por cerca de año ahora i m en el momento cada año espero que la cosa cambie para bien pero cada vez que me siento inmensa decepción no puedo encontrar ninguna razón para seguir viviendo con cada aliento de aire me siento como veneno llenar mi pulmón la mayor parte de mi día mi mirada vacía en un espacio al azar imagen de mi muerte me ansío morir la vida consiste en poco a ningún gozo por qué el suicidio se considera un acto cobarde creo que lo contrario es cierto el que se mata elige morir en su propia circunstancia imaginar cuánto poder se necesita para saltar de un edificio o cortar una vena verticalmente recientemente corté mi muñeca horizentaly sólo un poco quería ver sangre para sentir dolor me sentí tan conectado con la realidad lo que una experiencia increíble dolor es mi única manera de recordar i m dolor físico vivo también me ayudan a olvidar mi fracaso de quién soy una cáscara vacía que mantiene existente un zombi que sólo quiere ser enterrado de nuevo si dios existe todos somos su esclavo