Downward Spiraling

12,451 Days Alive

It’s hard having suicidal thoughts.

I have the endless mental radio of negative thoughts that plays in my head. Endlessly. Sometimes quietly, barely audible.

And then there are days where I can barely make it through the day without breaking down in tears.

I’m not… actively suicidal. I have no plans to take a permanent solution to a temporary feeling. Passive. Exhausted. Stressed.

It doesn’t help that life has turned turtle just a bit, to yoink a phrase from Mary Poppins Returns. All will be well.

I just have to keep going. Even when I don’t want to.

I need to go to bed. I just want sleep.

Take your meds, folks.

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