Is it just me or does anyone else enjoy the feeling of being suicidal? I seem to thrive on being unhappy and cutting myself. I find excuses to slash my arms to have suicidal thoughts. I watch movies that are triggering listen to songs that are about self harming/suicide (i find comfort in them), read books that are depressing. I dont know what the hell is wrong with me. I dont know what is wrong with me, i've forgotten how to feel 'normal'. I think i need help i dont know everything in my mind is so mixed up im so desperate to kill myself but i dont, i sit and suffer in silence i sometimes think iv gone so far away from reality that i cant find my way back. Theres always more reasons to kill myself rather than live. Whats the point in living? I wish i could kill myself i wish someone would give me the courage to do it i cant fuckin think straight anymore.