Normal Sad Post

Just spitting things into the void, to expell some of the dark matter.

I am planning to off myself, probably hanging. I'm typing this out here just because it's always on my mind and I have no one to tell.

I am trying to stay alive while my mother is still around, because I think it would be unfair to her, as she's basically the only person who cares for me. But it is really, really hard to hold on.

Every day I fantasize about doing it, and wonder when when when will I finally be able to go? My only comfort, and the only thing that keeps me from doing it, is reminding myself of this promise to my mum. I just have to hold on a little longer.

Every single day.