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seal
- Apr 2, 2023
- 2
even before my twin died I had spent my whole life struggling with suicidality, but it's really at it's end point now. I really can't do it. My only peace was knowing that no matter what I'd turn my head and see them there. But now that's gone. The only memory I have left is their head splattered on the ceiling. How am I supposed to accept that as my lived in reality. I really really can't. I'd rather have no reality at all. I can't even face my family anymore. I can't look them in the eyes. Being in the same house is enough to make me feel sick. The guilt eats me alive every single day. I'm scraping by day to day just waiting until my chance opens itself to me. I hope I can make it as easy as possible. But I know no matter what my decision is the wrong one, it will hurt everyone around me. But I will make this choice either way. In all honesty the only thing stopping me is the heat. I don't want a hot rotted stinking corpse to be my last personal encounter really. It's such a stupid reason. I hate climate change really.