I am tired. Not just physically. I don't intend to sound like a drama queen, but my soul is tired. For a full year, there has not been ONE day, where the pain, if not goes, lessens.
I won't commit suicide. Not because of anything, but the fact that I am a chicken. Everything that has had meaning to me is gone. No family or friends to worry about hurting, and the lack of family or friends is what makes life empty. It's weirdly funny actually, I suppose. There is no cure for that. Medication can't change my pain about that...
Yes I do have a husband who loves me. And I do care about him (that's a whole other loooong story). But it is not enough:sob2:
I am passively suicidal I guess. I have stopped watching my cholesterol. I have upped my smoking, without caring.
A year ago, I had friends who "cared". I remember telling my "best buddy" how I was feeling a little down, now that my Aunt was dead, and I was all alone. He said I had "friends who cared". OMG, that's funny. Then I am turfed. My other friends somewhat followed him. A few weeks ago, I phoned one: "Hi ***, this is *my name* She went "*my name* who"?.
That was a kick in the gut. I said my last name, then she said "Oh! *MY NAME*""! Had a brief talk, but my stomach was now in knots. My remaining family (cousins) reject me, friends reject me. I am obviously worthless
I won't commit suicide. Not because of anything, but the fact that I am a chicken. Everything that has had meaning to me is gone. No family or friends to worry about hurting, and the lack of family or friends is what makes life empty. It's weirdly funny actually, I suppose. There is no cure for that. Medication can't change my pain about that...
Yes I do have a husband who loves me. And I do care about him (that's a whole other loooong story). But it is not enough:sob2:
I am passively suicidal I guess. I have stopped watching my cholesterol. I have upped my smoking, without caring.
A year ago, I had friends who "cared". I remember telling my "best buddy" how I was feeling a little down, now that my Aunt was dead, and I was all alone. He said I had "friends who cared". OMG, that's funny. Then I am turfed. My other friends somewhat followed him. A few weeks ago, I phoned one: "Hi ***, this is *my name* She went "*my name* who"?.
That was a kick in the gut. I said my last name, then she said "Oh! *MY NAME*""! Had a brief talk, but my stomach was now in knots. My remaining family (cousins) reject me, friends reject me. I am obviously worthless