So, I'm a complete f***ing failure at this whole adulting thing. I think I'm doing okay and then the cycle of self abuse starts that ends in the inevitable apathetic numbness takes over, my inner survival instinct to keep me breathing.
I broke my car (please dont ask, it's getting fixed but it was entirely preventable but I just wasnt able to make myself give a damn) and I stepped out of my comfort zone in an attempt to create a nice birthday surprise for my sister that ended up causing issues with her SO instead. My wonderful mother made comments that ended up making me feel worthless ( STOP RIGHT THERE: her comments were justified and she meant no harm. I'm a yoke on her shoulders but she loves and supports me anyway. I'm just worthless in my own eyes so any criticism is painful echoing of my own thoughts.)
And to add a cherry to the self sabotaging sundae, I texted my ex husband, whom I've been very supportive to. even after lending him money to get a car AND after he admitted to falling off the wagon and using drugs again, when I reached out he kind of brushed me off. I thought HE at least would understand suicidal thoughts/dreams/wishes.
I want to not exist. I really, really, REALLY want to not be here. I don't want to die, I want to not exist. There is a difference. If I didnt exist then no one would be hurt by my absence. There would be no fear of heaven or hell, no one left behind, I just cease to be on this earth or in anyone's memories. I never was. Doesnt that sound beautiful? But I have existed and I've left my mark so I will stay. I wont kill myself so please dont freak out everyone. I just want to explain to SOMEONE what I am feeling. Thank for reading.