Monday, 21 September 2020

It comes Again

 This morning I had suicidal thought again. It's been awhile it haven't come, but this morning. I had tears running down my cheeks during my way to work in the train. Bad start for the day. 


And suddenly my boss revealed my mistakes in whatsapp group. I feel devastated. It is really a bad day for me.


I look outside the train. I see tall buildings and thinking how does it feel to jump of from the top? What if I don't die, just heavily injured and become a greater burden for my family? What if I  was punished to pay penalty because of trying to take my own life?


I wonder why would this all happened to me? Why my ayah left me like this? Why I must live this way? Why am I full with mistakes? Am I mistake by myself?


Can't I just disappear? Can't I end everything quickly? I'm really tired.