The ONLY thing stopping me right now is a lack of know-how. I don't want to feel a lot of pain, and I REALLY don't want to fail. If I attempt, it has to work. Previously, something in me really wanted to cling to life. I've lost it and I'm happy to accept defeat. I'm only 20, but I really don't want to live another six months. I want to fall asleep and never wake up. That would be a gift to me. I am neurodivergent in all the lousy ways. I make life really hard for myself, and I can't imagine it being any other way. I'd stay for my two best friends, I love them more than anything else in the world, but the intensity of my urge to die is starting to rival that of my love for my friends. I want to say goodbye, cruel world, but I'm stuck here.