This isn't a suicide note. This is a to be or not to be note. My housemate told me today that I need to move out. I have nowhere to go. Litterally. I have no friends to lean on, no money to support myself and get my own place. I have 2 option. Be homeless, or be nothing. I can't imagine being homeless. I'd have to get rid of all my things except for a backpack of... What? Clothes? Food? What do homeless people keep with them? What would I do with my cat? Homeless people can't keep cats. I could also die. If I'm dead, then I don't have to worry about where I'll sleep, whether I'll get mugged, or beat up in the street. I won't have to worry about my cat. Killing myself seems like the best option right now. Like it often does. The only thing that bothers me about that is... Well... I've started to see a little bit of point to living since I was last at this juncture. I don't specifically want to die right now, but it seems to be the best of two options.
Persnippity Snippets
- Nessa Louise
- Seattle, WA, United States
- Caught in a whirlpool of situations, where each escape just means more pain.
I don't know the answer, but there will be a better option, and you will find it. Keep on thinking that there is a point, that's a good start.
ReplyDeleteAgreed with the person above.
ReplyDeleteWhen shit hits the fan, life often feels like it has absolutely no meaning. Keep plugging away though and the meaning for yours will be just around the corner, I'm sure of it!
There ARE places you can go, there must be. Good luck!