August 14th Friday.
Just sitting on my settee scrolling through tiktok and I just had a thought about hanging myself from my loft.. why is my brain like this? I just envisioned myself hanging from my loft. I thought to myself, ive got step ladders to get up there to tie a noose. The medication im on is stopping me from doing it, thank god, but the thought is still there. Im just not happy being alive. I dont tell anyone about my suicidal ideation, I just blog about it. My kids are the reason I dont act on my thoughts, but what if one day I do? Im tired of being strong. I know one day ill just end it all and be done with life. I just haven't chose what day yet.. Luckily my brother is coming to visit me for a few hours so that'll keep my mind occupied. Jesse has got his own cash card now and myself and Damian have sent him money, so ive just added it to his ps5 so he can buy things for himself. Hes growing up too fast. One day my kids wont need me and thats when ill go.