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.W. hanging/suicide Don't read if it will send you to a bad place!!!!
When you’re being choked, your first instinct is to reach your hands up and pull away whatever is around your neck; to let air flow through you, all the way to your lungs.
But what happens if there is nothing there?
How are my hands to pull away something that isn’t there?
What if nothing is choking me, but at the same time, everything is choking me?
How is one to breathe when they are being suffocated by the invisible?
I am helpless, I cannot save myself.
As I struggle for air right in front of you, you do nothing.
You see nothing.
Because nothing is there
“But something is there!” I scream without making a sound.
“Dirty words and filthy thoughts! They have fashioned a noose and tied it around my neck when I wasn’t looking!”
And still, you don’t look in my direction.
You do not hear someone who is already dead.
You go about your day while I am struggling in front of you
You are ignorant.
The only thing that I can do is thrash and fight and claw.
I can try to break the noose of lies.
But as I feel my head getting lighter, the burning in my lungs goes away.
The tightness around my neck stops hurting.
I close my eyes and tilt my head back, letting the air slip from my lungs.
I have never felt more at peace.
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Me in all Honesty
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