I can’t even begin to imagine what that feels like. But from the bottom of my heart, please make it known to someone that it’s urgent you see a psychologist.

Being forced to wait that long to see someone about what you’re going though is so cruel and I’m so insanely sorry. A month is way too long to have to wait when you’re feeling like this.

You shouldn’t be forced to suffer through this alone. I guess your post just hit particularly hard because my mom is 60 and has breast cancer for the second time. She’s spoken about her suicidal ideation to me and lives like nothing matters anymore. My dad is 64 and has progressive MS that will end up being the death of him. They’re broken people, but they matter so much to me.

If you have anyone, even an acquaintance or a distant family member—please let someone know. You don’t have to walk this path alone.

I’m sorry if this comes off poorly, but I’m speaking as a 26 year old who wants to kill myself, too. I’m getting so close to it. I want to do it so badly. But I guess I’m just trying to let you know that your life means something to someone. I don’t know what your personal life is like and I won’t pry.

However long you may have left on this planet—please remember those little moments that have brought you joy. The feeling of the sun on your face. Hearing one of your favorite songs. Sharing a smile or a laugh. Remember those things.

Do something for yourself every day. Whether it’s something as small as getting a little treat you enjoy, do at least one nice for yourself each day. You deserve those nice things. I’m sorry for rambling. But please know that your life means something.

❤️