I wish I could contemplate suicide. I wish I hadn't spent years beating it into my head that I couldn't kill myself, that I had to stay alive.
I wish I could kill myself. But the thought becomes unbearable when it's more than a passing thought. My brain shuts down, screams "We can't do that" on repeat.
I wish ending things was an option. I wish my phone lighting up wasn't annoying, I wish therapy was working already, I wish I had someone to talk to that I wasn't annoying, that I wasn't being too needy towards.
I wish this was over. To just not have to worry. I wish this was easier. I wish this year wasn't so hard. I wish I was stronger. I wish I was strong enough to die.
I'm sorry
















