[ SECRET POST #3331 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3331 ⌋

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[RPF Hillary Clinton / Henry Kissinger]
















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Re: Bad health complaining

[(Anonymous)]

tw depression, suicide and stuff

Yeah, I'm mentally pretty rough right now. I've had zero luck on my job hunt and grad school took a toll on me as well, I think. I've reverted to cutting and throwing up lots of what I eat - habits I worked hard to kick after my teen years. I never talk to myself, but now I have these verbal ticks where I suddenly insult myself out loud and tell myself I deserve to die and when I'm alone I sometimes hit myself like a crazy person. And I have this obsessive suicide fantasy about shooting myself in the head. Luckily I hate guns and I would never buy one and I don't even think I want to die, I think I just want something to change abruptly and I want my head to stop hurting so much and this gun ideation probably just represents that but still. I can't even concentrate anymore, I can't focus and I feel like I can't do anything until I sort my failure of a life out, but I'm so burned out. And I know how privileged I am in so many ways, so that makes me feel even shittier about... feeling shitty? Yeah. fuck me and my dumb, messed-up self.