I want to die, I have tried so many times, bottles of pills, strangulation, you name it I have likely tried it. my neck is bruised from last night and i'm still sore from last night's attempt. I emailed my best friend a note and I had to explain I was fine and to ig ignore the email and that was so awkward. last night was my first suicide attempt in a few months. I have no idea how Manny attempts i've had, my brain is too fucking foggy. the same friend I emailed the note to thinks my number of attempts is likely around 40 in a few years, plus an attempt I had when I was much younger prior to us being friends. I don't see much of a point in living atp. we'll all die one day so what the fuck does it matter if I die tonight or tomorrow or hell, this week. not like therapy, drugs, or psych wards are of any use. I literally just crave death. let me fucking die please.