Twilight Gap
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I've reached a point in my life where I can no longer run from the mistakes that I have made. I'm at a fork in the road and there are 3 paths to take.
The first path is to continue along my current route. This path will end in destruction of myself, my dreams and the relationships i have with everyone around me. It's akin to doing absolutely nothing and riding out the storm to see where I end up.
The second path is death. I've been intermittently suicidal for about 5 years now (for somewhat unrelated reasons). I did the whole hotline medication rehab detail and it didn't work. Or perhaps I didn't put enough into it? Either way, I've always held this route as an escape route - disconnecting the modem instead of fighting through or accepting the loss, so to speak. I've gotten close more than I care to admit, but I guess there's a reason why I haven't yet.
The third path is probably the hardest path and it's why this decision isn't easy for me. To put it simply, it's the "righteous" path where I turn my life around and become a success story. It's the happy miraculous ending that repairs wounds, rejuvenates me with a new life of purpose and makes everything better.
And that terrifies me because I don't think I deserve it. I don't think I can abandon who I am completely and become a different person. It feels more like running away than suicide does. I'm more afraid of waking up and not recognizing myself than I am of never waking up.
I'm not going to detail the events that transpired to this. Take my word for it - none of you would think twice about condemning me for it. And I wouldn't blame you - I have a conscience and it's why I am overridden with guilt and shame.
The third path requires me to confess all of that and leave it behind. I've been raised in a somewhat religious household. It's not as cut and dry as other families, but the majority of everyone I know associates with some form of faith. I have an extremely forgiving family and I am thankful for that.
But the whole spiritual thing hasn't clicked for me. I'm not going to say I know all the answers, but I never understood how something out there could claim to be so many things and then let so many bad things happen. I feel like I'm one of those bad things and it doesn't make any sense to me that I can just supernaturally cleanse myself of that and become a different person. It isn't simply a matter of saying some words or speaking to a counselor. What worries me is what will happen to me afterwards. Even if everyone forgave and forget, I would never forget. I remember every single mistake that I've made since I was 5 years old. Curiously, that is when I remember committing my first "sin". Those small mistakes swelled into big mistakes and it's been one big mess every year since. Perhaps my memory is my conscience's way of holding these mistakes over me.
The good news is that I'm relatively young. I haven't teetered over any of the paths yet and I have one more chance to get this right. As far as support, I have all the support I can get and I honestly have a very bright future.
But I'm petrified. I fear what I might do, what I might not do, and what I have to do. I know what I have to do - I know what the right thing to do is - but it is so fucking hard to take a step towards it.
I appreciate anyone who's taken the time to read this. I know there isn't much room for participation and I'm not somebody who has impacted many people, so I'm not asking anything from anyone. I just needed to vent some of this insane pressure on my chest.
The first path is to continue along my current route. This path will end in destruction of myself, my dreams and the relationships i have with everyone around me. It's akin to doing absolutely nothing and riding out the storm to see where I end up.
The second path is death. I've been intermittently suicidal for about 5 years now (for somewhat unrelated reasons). I did the whole hotline medication rehab detail and it didn't work. Or perhaps I didn't put enough into it? Either way, I've always held this route as an escape route - disconnecting the modem instead of fighting through or accepting the loss, so to speak. I've gotten close more than I care to admit, but I guess there's a reason why I haven't yet.
The third path is probably the hardest path and it's why this decision isn't easy for me. To put it simply, it's the "righteous" path where I turn my life around and become a success story. It's the happy miraculous ending that repairs wounds, rejuvenates me with a new life of purpose and makes everything better.
And that terrifies me because I don't think I deserve it. I don't think I can abandon who I am completely and become a different person. It feels more like running away than suicide does. I'm more afraid of waking up and not recognizing myself than I am of never waking up.
I'm not going to detail the events that transpired to this. Take my word for it - none of you would think twice about condemning me for it. And I wouldn't blame you - I have a conscience and it's why I am overridden with guilt and shame.
The third path requires me to confess all of that and leave it behind. I've been raised in a somewhat religious household. It's not as cut and dry as other families, but the majority of everyone I know associates with some form of faith. I have an extremely forgiving family and I am thankful for that.
But the whole spiritual thing hasn't clicked for me. I'm not going to say I know all the answers, but I never understood how something out there could claim to be so many things and then let so many bad things happen. I feel like I'm one of those bad things and it doesn't make any sense to me that I can just supernaturally cleanse myself of that and become a different person. It isn't simply a matter of saying some words or speaking to a counselor. What worries me is what will happen to me afterwards. Even if everyone forgave and forget, I would never forget. I remember every single mistake that I've made since I was 5 years old. Curiously, that is when I remember committing my first "sin". Those small mistakes swelled into big mistakes and it's been one big mess every year since. Perhaps my memory is my conscience's way of holding these mistakes over me.
The good news is that I'm relatively young. I haven't teetered over any of the paths yet and I have one more chance to get this right. As far as support, I have all the support I can get and I honestly have a very bright future.
But I'm petrified. I fear what I might do, what I might not do, and what I have to do. I know what I have to do - I know what the right thing to do is - but it is so fucking hard to take a step towards it.
I appreciate anyone who's taken the time to read this. I know there isn't much room for participation and I'm not somebody who has impacted many people, so I'm not asking anything from anyone. I just needed to vent some of this insane pressure on my chest.