I'm supposed to be doing better, that's what I tell everyone. It's not that far from the truth, I've had some good times lately and I've realized that I can be happy some day. There's hope for me if I let myself get better. I've got my third appointment with the psychiatrist tomorrow and it'll hopefully be more useful than the other two.
My problem is that I don't want to get better. I don't want the voices to shut up. They can do whatever they want with me, I don't really care. Death is on my mind most of the time, I know exactly how to do it. A part of me wants the appointment to be useless. I'm not going to lie to her, but I'll keep my mask on. I'm not sure if I can take if off anymore, I want people to think I'm doing better. No one can talk me out off my plan if they don't know that I'm feeling down.
What's wrong with me? I'm planning to kill myself, even though I'm getting better. Why am I still feeling like this? Am I losing my mind? :unsure:
My problem is that I don't want to get better. I don't want the voices to shut up. They can do whatever they want with me, I don't really care. Death is on my mind most of the time, I know exactly how to do it. A part of me wants the appointment to be useless. I'm not going to lie to her, but I'll keep my mask on. I'm not sure if I can take if off anymore, I want people to think I'm doing better. No one can talk me out off my plan if they don't know that I'm feeling down.
What's wrong with me? I'm planning to kill myself, even though I'm getting better. Why am I still feeling like this? Am I losing my mind? :unsure: