No rest from the wicked08:21 Sep 08 2023
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It's night like this that I can tell when my mental health is declining. When I won't sleep.
I can be easily woken, but it's when nothing wakes me and I'm up on my own, when I've only had a couple of hours and don't want to sleep. When the words come to mind while staring outward "If I had someplace to go right now, I would"..
I just realized that one of my suicide plans is actually very close financially 🤔
I would tell therapists along the years that I never attempted suicide because I didn't have the wanted means to. That yes, I did have a plan, but not the funds🤦🏿♂️
See, first I don't want to be found, as well would prefer it be painless. Soooooo, I was thinking getting some drugs, not sure what type, gonna ask around about what can keep you going yet not aware. Then, I need a place to disappear. So, I was considering a swamp, because people can go missing in those all the time, right? So! Ummm, passport for plane, ticket to a place with a large easy access swamp with like gators, ya know for body disposal. And DRUGS! Pills🤔
Ok, so the idea is to acquire the drugs after getting off the plane... OH! And, ummm scuba gear!! Just the tank and goggles though. Head to a swamp, take a bunch of drugs, put on gear, walk into swamp 😌
Lol, reach the bottom before being eaten perhaps and just walk. Drugs kick in and my mind is gone, no pain, as I either drown or do whatever to end up eaten and disappeared 😌
Ooooo, this is.. What month is this. September?
October, November, December 🤔
I COULD GONE BEFORE NEXT YEAR🤯😮
.....🥲😌, I'm a genius🙃
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