Most people say that mocking suicides make people less likely to commit them, but for me it’s the opposite. I’ve been suicidal since my teen years, and whenever I see people mocking suicides it makes me think “Oh, ok, so no one’s gonna miss me. So it’s ok if I do this, I should consider it.”. But when I see people get mad at people mocking suicides I think “Oh, wait, people WOULD miss me? Ok, maybe I shouldn’t then…”I’ve been seeing a surge in mocking suicides and I’m at a place where I think it’d be all good if I did it, am I crazy
You're probably like 14
>>33889951What a drama queen.Go to therapy and get a cat. jeez
>>33889951>ive been suicidal since i was a teen and mocked about it>still havent killed myself tholol
>>3388995819>>33889991Awww I’d actually love a cat. I don’t think I could trust myself with another life though
>>33889996When I was a teen we were at that phase of “suicide awareness”. So I felt bad doing it cause I realized people would miss me. I still tried once though but I was caught and got sent to a psych ward.
>>33890002They're always friends. Even if you're fucked up on the head.Just make sure you have money to take care of the lil bastard, don't make the same mistake I did.
>>33890013They sound nice, maybe one day, but the way I see it if I can’t take care of myself then I doubt I could take care of something so much more fragile.
>>33889996The mocking I saw wasn’t directed at me, I’ve never been directly mocked for it. Just stuff I’ve seen on the internet
In 1 billion years, the oceans will dry up, and the earth will be a barren, dry wasteland with no complex life forms at all.Why are you rushing towards death? At least stick around and see what happens. In 1 billion years nobody will be around to miss (or remember) anyone. We’ll all be forgotten skeletons buried under the sand.
>>33890064See, that’s my thingEveryone always says “Don’t kill yourself, there’s so much more to see!” But nothing and I mean nothing is worth enduring more of this torture. The bad heavily outweighs the good.Sure I could see the future, but if that means I’ll have to go another day having a breakdown over whether I’m secretly a pedo or not, or whether everyone will leave me and disown me because of my weight, or have a panic attack cause I haven’t cut myself in years and I feel ashamed that I haven’t been properly punishing myself for being a worthless piece of shit, or have a flashback of being beat as a kid and panicking and hiding under my covers cause I’m scared my parents are coming home when they haven’t touched me in years, or flip between wishing death upon my friends cause they didn’t reply for an hour or panicking over whether they secretly hate me and will leave me, or fearing being near women outside cause I’m scared they’re going to molest me and breaking down while I’m in the bathroom and checking the stall lock to make sure the can’t get in, going days feeling empty and not knowing who I am and blacking out and not remembering what I did the entire day, sometimes even forgetting my name and others faces, and all the while have everyone screaming in my ear to “do gym! do stoicism! do dopamine cleanse! do nofap! do this do that do fucking everything I, Mr random retard on the internet, know what’s best for you”. Then fuck the future, I don’t care, I’d rather die.
