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View submission: Anyone else just want to give up?
I feel what you’re saying every second of my life, here’s what I wrote about it a few months ago:
“ There’s a place I imagine, an endless void where even the smallest trace of me disappears. No thoughts. No memories. No sound. Just nothing.
I don’t want peace the way people mean it. I don’t want comfort or warmth. I want to vanish. I want the stillness to swallow me whole until there’s no echo of what I was. No proof I ever existed.
The longing for it is unbearable. Every day feels heavier, emptier. Life feels like a punishment I never agreed to. The effort of existing is too much.
I don’t picture relief because relief requires feeling, and I don’t want to feel. That’s the point. I want the pain to stop, the noise to stop, the being to stop. I want to stop.
Even this longing is another weight to carry. But the idea of slipping into nothingness, of finally letting go, that feels like the closest thing to mercy I’ll ever know. “
Comment by bringin-downdahouse at 06/02/2025 at 08:53 UTC
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I feel like you are putting my soul in words. I just want to be numb comfortably numb. Unfortunately this often leads to substance abuse as a “co-occurring” behavior to PTSD. I’m empty and hollow.