Mostly I have always termed suicide as cowardice but now i actually can’t. because sometimes everything breaks inside you sometimes all you want is to stop being a name or a gender, to stop being a daughter, a sister, a friend, stop being you, to choose not to exist at all, not to matter not even to yourself.
living is fighting and when you can’t see what you are fighting for or is it even worth it? giving up seems so tempting.
The battle with loneliness is worst when you have ppl around you but you just can’t connect to them, not the lack of someone but lack of ability to make them understand you.
I believe strongest is the person who has been most vulnerable once.
Emotional pain and helplessness is probably the worst combination ever. Trust me when i say this, one would do anything literally anything to escape these. That’s why most ppl hurt themselves.
I m not suicidal, I still don’t suggest killing yourself as a solution because
even when you feel you have noone, you still have yourself.
When thinking about living becomes scary, remind yourself it won’t be same forever. It gets better, if you survive worst, you will reach your best. You have to keep hope alive. Its necessary to survive and sometimes that’s what happens living a little less surviving a little more but the question remains
is it better than dying? Dying in parts?