I'm ending it soon. Might be my last/ one of my last posts.
Yeah, as the title says. I've decided to end my life. I have a date, a place, and a method. It's a special date. It's the same day my dad killed himself, in 2016. And it is also the day after my sister's confirmation. I'm looking forward to finally get peace. I'm tired, I'm burnt out. I have nothing more to give, nothing else to try, and what could been tried, I've gotten declined for the reason that it probably wont be effective. Therapy, medicine, ect, nothing works I guess. And I didn't even get to try ect even though it was the people at the hospital who suggested it to begin with, to then change their minds. Oh well, little does it matter now. I'm not even gonna argue for it anymore. Heck, I'm probably not even here anymore by the time they manage to gather everyone from the different teams to a meeting again. As they said it would be mid October. I'm planning to go October the 11th. I was kind of dumb to impulsively tell one from ...