I've been receiving therapy. I've been receiving medication. I've been in the hospital. I've been out of the hospital. I've had good days. I've had bad days
But overall after years of journaling because I took years to make this decision
I just don't like life
If this were a movie, a game, a book or form and it sucked this bad and I put the book down, turned the movie off, turn the game off and uninstalled and no one would look down at me
And yet I'm being potentially judged for this
I have no interest in this. I'm not sad. I'm not angry. I'm not even numb. I'm profoundly disappointed and exhausted and bored
And this world doesn't care how much effort you put in? How much work you do? How good you are. If you've taken the right path the wrong path taking the high road or being sneaky, it doesn't care. Nobody cares really
And that's okay. People need to care about themselves. I get that
I just want no part of it
I'm looking for an exit strategy that is not going to be inconvenient to others and just gets the job done
I'm not doing this spontaneously I'm really quite comical about it. The fact that I'm planning slowly so that everything is done right shows that and this is just what I want and need. I've done it everyone else's way. I've taken all the advice and I've done my best for my entire life and I made this decision a year ago, maybe longer. I only just started documenting how I was feeling consistently for a year just to see if they were like mood swings but even when I'm "happy" I'm just thinking about how I would like to log out now when it feels nice. I have never wanted to stay