To those who think that last night was simply another suicidal ideation episode - I have a few things to say about last night.
There will be more nights and days and weeks like this in the future. I have long reached the point where suicidality is a default feeling. It is no longer possible for me to go longer than 5-7 days without one suicidal thought entering my mind. Last night was just so bad that I verbalized it.
At some point I believe that a lot of you will ultimately abandon me - I am betting that half of you will over time. Yesterday I was searching in vain for a hit piece callout post against me on the Internet. Leftbook does have hatred for my guts for me trying to defend myself against transmisogynist cyberbullying and cyberstalking while I was still houseless. I seen it before *cough* 2015 and 2016 *cough* when I houseless in Oakland and three to four steps away from death's door. Shit, the only thing essentially keeping me alive was getting tattooed every two weeks to a month on average during that time.
I am going to put it simply, I am going to die - I am going to do everything possible to fight this before that happens.
I and everyone here needs to accept that I need to be able to be in a position to delay the inevitable
I am really fucking jaded from those almost 6 years of houselessness - and it's not going away. I have Complex PTSD, Anxiety, Dissociative Identity Disorder, and Depression - these were all mental health issues prior to my houselessness. My cyberbullying and cyberstalking problem was another issue prior to my houselessness - actually this one is part and parcel of why it ran almost six years.
I believe that it's time to get cracking on overcompensating and delaying the inevitable death I will see.
It's not the 'if'....it is the 'when'.
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Last nights uneventful post that didn't get any asspats