I am a prisoner in my home. I was compelled out here in the wake of my son's death, despite my protests, to this roach-infested shithole.
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- if you hate how crazy i am blame my racist homophobic groomer stalker harasser narcissistic father who has stalked and abused my sister and mother and who tried to kill me and my cats and my ex-bf once and he made a false flag wellness check without checking in on or warning me whatsoever for my bday and he still hasn't had the balls to acknowledge it at all to me and he'll lie and deny but the cops gave me your name bitch and if you "forgot" it proves that you really are a SENILE FUCK!!!
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At the end of the day, I have no choice but to die. I tried so desperately to get trained and work, but I keep failing, and I am broken.
This process has been humiliating and agonizing. Each person is more irritated with me than the last, and I get more frantic and desperate.
No one communicates with me, and then I am chastised for being ignored and for having to trust my own poor judgment. I need HELP!!!!
Years wait for repeated denials for disability and it feels like my lawyers don't even want me to win. Pass the buck and shut this bitch up.
I am told my wounds are self-inflicted. I beg for help, and I beg for guidance, but I am snubbed, rejected, and chastised for my weakness.
I cannot connect with the world around me. I am cognitively, emotionally, socially, and physically detached from everything around me.
I have been drowning and gasping for air for some time. I push and swim thru the current, but the waves crash into me harder each time.
i tried everything in my power to fight, to keep my chin up, but i could never learned to love myself. i fear i am simply a hollow vessel.
i'm sorry it has taken so long to get to this point. i am cowardly and dishonorable, and i have pulled too many to count into this vortex.
i can't keep just saying it and not doing it i HAVE to kill myself. I'm setting a deadline of October 17th, 2024. 3 years after his death.
she's so fucking mean to me
kill me slowly and painfully. make me suffer. make me bleed out. twist my wounds. sexually assault me. i deserve it all. less than human
i have to die. i need to die. im so scared to do it myself but i need someone to kill me. im begging. i need to be dead. please kill me.
how hard would it be to get a spd cop to shoot and kill me? could i just run up screaming and aiming a fake gun?
im so hungry... im so poor... when i DO have food i binge... my stomach growls constantly. never satiated... miserable
i want to DIE
i want to disappear. i want to go to the streets and be hurt by strangers and waste away. i want to be found dead and alone in a dark alley
WORTHLESS SCUMBAG PIECE OF SHIT. COWARDLY LAZY STUPID NEET. THEYRE GOING TO TAKE YOU TO CANADA TO EUTHANIZE YOU
wasted my youth hating myself, hate myself for wasting my youth. one simple trick can solve all my woes, but do I have the bravery?