Ok, 3 Disturbing Reasons NOT To Die Right Now.

Foreword:
I’m being brutally honest here. I’m only writing this to buy myself some time. I don’t know how long more I can hold my sanity.

This is one of my last creative attempts to keep the darkness at bay. The pretence is nearing its limit.

I don’t know about you. But lately I feel like the world isn’t enjoyable anymore. Nothing feels real to me, despite the fact that I’m fully aware of how numb I have become to everything.

Desperation is breathing hot and heavy down my neck. I am sweating. I feel terrible and have completely undone.

This is such a low point in my life, but at the same time, such an anti-tragedy.
I mean I am literally trying to save my own sanity while shitting in the toilet right now.

Anyway I want to talk about suicide.

Suicide has crossed my mind a thousand times, but never as a serious thought.