Suicidal thoughts

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Summary

This short story is about suicide and depression

Status
Complete
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

One pt

I wonder how to do it so many ways.

◦ Slit my throat

◦ Hang myself

◦ Cut an artery till I bleed out

◦ Shoot my self

How and why everyone wonders why you do it. It’s because you burry things deep down then the all come out. Like what they say like the fact you can’t tell the one person the thing you wanna tell them. Like the fact of the guy who ripped your heart out messaged you. The fact that you still love them after all this time but you know you can’t. The fact of they were the right person but your parents wouldn’t let it happen. The fact of being called fat and not wanting to eat so you stop. The fact of you go to the bathroom and go oh my stomach hurt so you go in there lock the door and gag till you throw up. Yes I’ve done it all… and nobody believes me I needed help and instead of help they locked me in a dark room and told me to calm down and breath… how can you calm down when you in a room wondering if you would ever come out.. I hate being left alone. I sit there and wonder if they even care I wonder if you mom or dad or grandma or boyfriend or best friend even care.. do they even see me struggling so they see me facing it all. Do they see the pain I’m going through. No they don’t I was in the room beside them throwing up did the notice No. did the notice that last night I took a razor blade to my skin. Do they notice that while swimming I looked at the water wondering how long I could go under and drown. Do they notice that every time someone touches me on my waist I flinch so the notice how when the scream I cry do the even notice… they don’t see the world like I do… are the even gonna read my goodbye letter when I send it… no they won’t will he even look for me when I disappear will she let me drown.. will they watch me cry on the couch and still not just hug me or even sit with me. But no it’s my life. It’s my deep dark hole that I’m trapped in let’s just end the hole now… because I’m done. Help me with this do that.. clean you room do dishes feed baby’s put away dinner. But “are you ok” “mhm” THATS A CRY FOR HELP DO THEY NOT SEE IT😔