I'm calling the two voices in my head demons, because wolves are used too often. I decided on demons because I cannot say for certain which one is good or bad. They are just there, whispering to me when I feel all hope is lost. At some times, the one will try to see the bright side, while the other will keep on saying how utterly useless I am and I should just die. And on other times, the chirpy chants to end the suffering and make everything go away, the once negative one voices to not kill myself, and to cling to life and be spiteful and not give the others what they want.
Unfortunately as of yesterday, they decided to stand together and chant: you are a waste of space but you should not take your own life because that will be a hassle for the people around you.
So the good news is I might be over the suicidal part (which I was struggling with, for 14 years), but the bad news is, I think less of myself than I usually did.
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