Just Sometimes,
It's one of those nights again.. yeah THOSE nights. Where you just want to stop living, stop breathing, disappear in the blink of an eye and you know that nobody would really notice. Where you just feel like you are right in the middle of the room but everybody's eyes just kind of go right through you as if you aren't even there.. You feel so useless and so broken and so hopeless that you continually wonder when this is ever going to get better. Has it gotten any better at all in the past year? It makes you question every single step of process that you believe you have made...It makes you think that you have just gone completely back to square one.. until you wake up in the morning I guess and then will it be all gone? Some days it is .. some days it lingers with me throughout the day. A storm cloud that just constantly drenches every single one of your thoughts with self doubt and pity and misery.. a rain cloud you can't escape from under... maybe you'll share a smile with a friend and you can dry yourself off for a few minutes but then maybe the slightest text or the drop of a pen will set you back off and the down pour comes back and you are drenched and freezing and shivering once again.. and you come home and nobody sees the sadness in your eyes. Everybody walks past you, gives you a side hug and says welcome home as you are just expected to go on with your life. Nobody sees the way your glance lingers on your own wrist, imaging the way that you could cut it or the way your eyes drift off into space, considering all the possibilities that you could simply end your life.. but I.. I think of the consequences too. I know what it's like to fail a suicide attempt and trust me I don't ever want to fail again.. and it would take some serious planning to not fail again... But when is ever the right time? Like honestly.. I make these plans.. I have them all into action, but then something great happens in your life or you're waiting for a movie.. or a text back or something and you're like jeez.. theres no good time to end your life.. I suppose it has to be a now or never moment right? Theres no exact plan I could ever just follow and go through with to a tee.. because I will always find a reason to stay alive, for another minute, another day, another week, another month. As much as I want to see myself graduate and be something in life I will never see it. I'm not saying that I KNOW I will kill myself.. I'm just saying that I know the clock is ticking, what does it want from me? what is it asking me to do? and when will it strike? I'm not sure if it's telling me that a mental break down is coming soon or if it's my death from some natural incident or something.. I have no idea. I need some answers... it's like that annoying ticking in the back of your mind.. tick.. tock.. tick.. tock.. telling you it's time to go, but you have no clue what you're being asked to do or go to.. Is it a form of god? I don't think so.. I think it's just myself being insane. some new form of psychotic behavior? lucky me. Hah. Just kidding. I don't know.. I should maybe write my suicide letter some day.. or would someone find my blog some day and show my parents? and they'll read it and probably understand so much and they'll fill in all the blanks that they've been missing all along.. or they won't understand my words at all and they'll be even more lost.. who knows..