It’s about as bad tonight as it’s been in a long time.

Suicidal ideation.  The real kind this time, not the intrusive kind.  I hurt that much today, that it makes me want to stop feeling.  Not really.  It’s not a real desire.  If you’ve lived it, you know what I mean.  Don’t worry about me hurting myself; I won’t.  But I want to, even though I don’t.  I don’t know how to describe it.  It hurts.  So much.  So damn much.

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