KohaneAzusawa
Never takes own advice no matter how good it is.
- Aug 4, 2026
- 1
It's almost over. August 11th will be the day I finally die. There's relief, and then there's the pain. My close friends think I'm getting better. I feel like I'm betraying them, and I guess in a way I am. They don't know a thing, and I feel so guilty about it. I feel bad for still planning to kill myself when I know damn well that there are people who love me, and don't want me to go. I know they'd support me no matter what path I took in life. I know they care, and would be crushed by my death. I guess I'm just selfish. I care if others get hurt, but I still prioritize my own wants over their feelings. You'd think the realization that I'm hurting people would make me want to improve for them, but the guilt just makes me want to die even more. I guess that's all I have to say for now.