I just want to die. I want these thoughts to stop. I want the hurt to stop. I just want to die. I hate that I have to stay alive. I want to give up. I wish I had a plan. I wish I had a method. I wish I could stop caring about my family and friends.

I used to be impulsive. I would attempt suicide, and wake up in the hospital. It was always worse to fail an attempt. That feeling would be worse than this. I don’t want to end up back in the hospital, but I need these thoughts to stop. I don’t want to do this any more. I don’t know how to force myself to function for days on end. I’m tired of fighting. I’m so tired.