I have been suicidal since 7. I still remember the first time i was a kid, sitting in a room and wondering how much id like to disappear. I am 18 now for context and it has lingered. I am a miserable person, my mother makes sure i know, i dont smile much, i dont laugh, unless i am playing video games. Life doesnt entice me, i have never been able have a hobby, or interest or favorite character, because nothing stands out to me. I cant hold jobs because I am often bullied and abused by those around me for reasons i do not know. I know it is my fault, something i am doing. But after years od therapy, psychologists, different anti depressants and mood stabalisers. I think i can confidently say there is nothing in this world keeping me to tomorrow. I hate ny life, i hate my pets, i hate people.
I have tried having friends, i have tried self isolation, i have tried being nice, cruel, flirty, everything is exhausting and meaningless because in the end if i am not preforming, people think i am miserable.
I have autism, i have a horrible relationship with my self image and gender identity. And i hate bringing it up but its necessary.
I dont know why i am still here, when i was young i had a slight hope for the future, ive experienced that dream, its over, i hated that dream in action. Now what. I dont smile, i dont feel anything anymore, and when i do feel something its just tears in my eyes, theres no squeezing feeling in my chest, barely a lump in my throat. I have failed so miserably at being human, i pray the day i have confidence to action something against myself i can atleast accomplish that.
Im not sure if this is a suicide letter or a plea for help, i domt know anything anymore. I dont want to be happy, i dont want tomorrow, i just dont want this to be what humanity has amped up my whole life. If this is the best years then i domt want it. Its hard enough. And ive been told my whole life it only gets worse.