ikiruNObungaku
I'm literary nonsense.
- Jan 3, 2026
- 45
I have returned from Japan, but while I was over there I had a lot of realizations about myself and suicide. I went over there for work, but the work was a lot more stressful than me or anyone else on the team initially thought. I was hoping I would have time to die while I was there, but there was hardly any free time to do so. Unfortunately my plans were ruined.
But while I was there, I also realized many things. I was taught that if bad things happen to you, you probably deserve it. Many bad things were happening to me while I was there, and I spent a lot of time thinking about why I deserved it. So I thought, maybe it is because I did not die that those things were happening to me? But I do not think this is the sole reason why. Also, I have come to realize that I am inherently a bad person that causes a lot of trouble for other people, including the ones that I love. I was uncertain before, but now I am very sure that my death will bring about a positive change to the people in my life.
My memory has gotten much worse as well. From now on, I keep a log on everything I do all hours of the day to help me. This will include the times of when I eat, the people I interact with, if I buy anything, work, and much more. I had purchased some gifts to bring back, but I forgot them at the place I was staying at. I thought to myself, "I cannot believe I was so clueless to forget. I have doomed all the people in my life and wasted so much money." So, I am not sure how to punish myself for my mistake this time. I was thinking on mildly overdosing on SSRIs to get serotonin syndrome, enough to suffer through the pain but also enough to stay alive. Or I will probably hit myself with a hammer again many times. Until I decide, I will starve myself. If you have suggestions, please let me know!
I also remembered a happier time in my life while I was there. I had the opportunity to view the media department of a university there. A professor of the animation department was kind enough to let me and my team test out some of the equipment there. When I younger, I remembered how it was my dream to do things like that. I was already familiar with that kind of thing, and felt surprisingly happy doing it again. When the professor complimented my work, I think realized how downhill my life had gone up to this point. I am no longer doing what I love, I do not see any merit in living to the future, and the only thing I live for is to either make money for my family, or be an object worth bragging about since my sibling was given up on.
I think from now on, I will spend every day reminding myself of how horrible and worthless of a person I am. I am certain now that I am deserving of everything bad happening in my life. Hopefully my death can come soon.
But while I was there, I also realized many things. I was taught that if bad things happen to you, you probably deserve it. Many bad things were happening to me while I was there, and I spent a lot of time thinking about why I deserved it. So I thought, maybe it is because I did not die that those things were happening to me? But I do not think this is the sole reason why. Also, I have come to realize that I am inherently a bad person that causes a lot of trouble for other people, including the ones that I love. I was uncertain before, but now I am very sure that my death will bring about a positive change to the people in my life.
My memory has gotten much worse as well. From now on, I keep a log on everything I do all hours of the day to help me. This will include the times of when I eat, the people I interact with, if I buy anything, work, and much more. I had purchased some gifts to bring back, but I forgot them at the place I was staying at. I thought to myself, "I cannot believe I was so clueless to forget. I have doomed all the people in my life and wasted so much money." So, I am not sure how to punish myself for my mistake this time. I was thinking on mildly overdosing on SSRIs to get serotonin syndrome, enough to suffer through the pain but also enough to stay alive. Or I will probably hit myself with a hammer again many times. Until I decide, I will starve myself. If you have suggestions, please let me know!
I also remembered a happier time in my life while I was there. I had the opportunity to view the media department of a university there. A professor of the animation department was kind enough to let me and my team test out some of the equipment there. When I younger, I remembered how it was my dream to do things like that. I was already familiar with that kind of thing, and felt surprisingly happy doing it again. When the professor complimented my work, I think realized how downhill my life had gone up to this point. I am no longer doing what I love, I do not see any merit in living to the future, and the only thing I live for is to either make money for my family, or be an object worth bragging about since my sibling was given up on.
I think from now on, I will spend every day reminding myself of how horrible and worthless of a person I am. I am certain now that I am deserving of everything bad happening in my life. Hopefully my death can come soon.