Tw: suicidal ideation
Maybe it would be selfish to die.
But it's arrogant of them to believe they're not selfish too. Expecting me to live with my misery, because if I die, they have to understand what living feels like to me.
Selfish of me to leave, and so selfish of them to expect me to stay.
I think they're afraid of understanding. They're afraid of how deep the pain goes, they don't want to feel it for themselves.
It's ironic how afraid they are of my end. If I ended, the only thing that would leave is the warmth in my body. They should be grieving my death already, because no god could know when I was last alive.
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Note: This was written pretty recently, but truthfully I'm doing much better than this suggests. This was triggered when I heard someone call suicide a selfish act. It dredged up some of my old feelings, which wasn't great, but this was my way to get through it.
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Edited: 11/15/2024
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