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Originally Posted by Peter76
I keep hearing we are here for a reason, but I feel like I’m here to suffer. I tried to stay positive stay away from bad friends, but everything I do is a **** up . It feels like the whole world is against me . I wish I could switch places with my brother and dead when I was a kid instead of him . Everything is about money! No wonder why so many people commit suicide . There’s really no help unless you pay for it.
Anyways I feel like what’s the point in being here when you bring other people down or hurt other people by being around? I would’ve killed my self already if it didn’t cost my family to bury me . Why did I survive so many bad wrecks, been shot, stabbed, shocked , jumped so many times, but still alive? It’s not like I saved anybody from anything, but lead them down the wrong path . So wouldn’t I being doing everyone a favor by killing myself when I could pay for my own funeral?
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if it helps, I really don't believe in the whole " everyone's put here for a reason" thing. I believe that we're all put here on this earth with basic stuff to help us get started
for example: the ability to breav. being born in to a family. the ability to eat and drink, what happens next (well falls under 2 categories)
their's the stuff you can't change: for example your family, if they were horrible and abusive, or nice and kind and braught you up properly, that part's out of your control- and the former can really be hard (I had abusive parents)
another thing you can't change is your mental health diagnoses
if you have bipolar, BPD, what ever, that's something else out of your control
but then their's everything else which falls under the category of.. well I've reached this age, I can make my own decisions, I can paint this life like a blank canvas. what I want to go on it will go on it
yes things are hard and yes people will try and tell you how to live your life, but what I'm saying (rather long windidly), is how do you want to live your life. what have you got painted on that canvas that matters, and what more do you think you need?
dying and ending your life is like throwing away artwork. you just can never alter it once it's gone.