It's been 12 years since I wanted to die, and I still haven't died
Sorry, good evening.
At this time, I was finally able to write.
There are a lot of people who are worried.
I committed suicide.
It failed.
After that, I want to die, but I can't beat the fear of suicide.
However, even if they are alive, they are people who have no confidence, no power, no dreams, no money, and no compassion, so they cause trouble to others.
So, I think I'm going to die again.
Then, the sad faces of those who supported them get in the way.
So, I will live again.
However, being alive is difficult, and I am bothered by differences between my physical thoughts and the self I had imagined.
I hate myself for not being able to do a single act of filial piety.
I feel sorry for my parents who are so nice.
So, I'm going to die again.
Next, words that people who commit suicide suffer more, such as whether they go to hell after death, go through my head.
And then, I will live again.
And then they die again.
And since I was 10 years old without breaking out of this pain loop, I will be 23 this year.
It's a disgusting world where people who want to live pass away, and people who want to die don't die.
Every time I woke up, hell began again.
It makes me wonder if the end will come soon.
It's a living hell.
The only way to save my heart is to cut my thigh with a cutter. →I feel that I was forgiven by punishing myself.
So, I have a question,
・Why was trash like mine produced?
・Suicide (suicide?) Even so, won't you be freed from the suffering of this world? Are you going to suffer in hell?
・Isn't dying by suicide a lifespan?
I'm sorry.
