[ SECRET POST #2502 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2502 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.


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14. [SPOILERS for Battlestar Galactica 2003]



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Comments

Re: These are my (nonfandom) confessions!

[(Anonymous)]

I spend an unhealthy amount of time fantasizing (I call it that but the level of realism and detail involved makes it more like strategic planning) about just quitting my life and disappearing. This has mostly been a coping habit that gives me the illusion of control when things are really bad.

Lately I realized suicide doesn't feature in these fantasies anymore which feels like progress but on the other hand I'm starting to rerun the same scenario with different variables over and over again, like I'm tightening it up. It's... doable and I have it down to such a t I could do something undoable very very quickly.

I'm worried I might do it. It'll be easier than what I'm doing now. I'll be happier but someday I'm going to regret abandoning people who need me. I'm worried I'm going to snap and when it all blows over I won't be able to live with myself knowing I am so selfish and self-centered.