It's been 3 years since my last suicide attempt. Been feeling shitty ever since i can recall, and today some triggers and stuff lead me to almost certainly go through with it. I want to say a lot, vent a lot here, because I literally have no one else, but i just don't have the energy right now.


Spent the entire day in bed crying, sleeping, gazing the ceiling, feeling like a corpse. I don't see how I can continue life like this. There's honestly no point. I've lost hope. I'm just running away from the past and everything I do is to fill the voids in my life. I wish i could hug and cry in someone's arm's right now. I wish I could be 'me'. I wish I went atleast one fucking day without crying.