It's already January and school is starting.
I have 3 appointments a week, intensive questions asked daily. Remembering to take medication daily twice a day. Researching depression and working through counselling to 'fix' me. What's even the point? If I were to take my own life today, everything would end. Just peacefulness, no pain, no stress, no trauma. Yet I'm still here debating and planning suicide.
- Who's gonna miss me?
- What happens after death?
- How will family cope?
- What if it doesn't work?
These questions keep me here alive and I hate it. Has anyone gone through this?
Who Am I?
I’m a 20 year old male that suffers from various mental illnesses.