I want to die but I can't even die
I will finally be celebrating the anniversary of my death tomorrow.
I also talked to my parents and friends.
I thought it was just a joke, and few people really took it.
I stopped giving money. That's because when I left money to these people, they probably completely forgot about me and had a lot of fun, and I got angry when I thought about it.
Strangely enough, the anniversary of my death was something I couldn't wait for.
When I came here, I felt something like happy, but also scared, sad, and so on the other hand.
Then, for some reason, the feeling that “I still don't want to die” comes up slightly now.
it's been so painful. Even though I'm suffering so much that I already feel that what I want to do is worthless to me.
I can't let go of my silly worries, and I'm so disgusted with myself that I want to die.
Why is there a slight desire to live suddenly around this time?
I don't understand it at all.
Is there really a feeling somewhere that I still want to live?
I was so desperate that I hoped for death and stayed up all night to prepare.
All that's left to do is execute it.
I feel extra disgusted with myself when I think that I can't even die properly.
I'm sure if I leave it like this, I could hurt someone. Like the man who rushed into a pedestrian paradise with a truck...
Before that happens, I should disappear.
If anyone is looking at this question.
Not limited to monks, but also ordinary people who stop by here are fine.
Please hope that someone will kill me or have an unexpected accident so that I die.
It doesn't matter if you curse me.
Maybe that will cause me to change my mind and commit suicide. That's the best, but...
I am fully aware that this is a sinful request.
But as long as I can't get comfortable with myself, I have no choice but to hope that something will cause me to die.
Please, thank you for your support.
