Ah Saira,
One of the saddest things that I know of is the darkness that comes with depression. That feeling of numbness and the certainty that nothing will ever change. It will! Change is the only thing that is assured, but only if you keep breathing. I've held people I was close to in my arms as they passed and I have cleaned up after people I loved committed that final desperate act to end the pain.
Think about it, someone who loves you will have to clean up the blood after you bleed out, or pick the pellets out of the wall, or clean things up after your body begins to decompose.
I've had to do these things. We kill ourselves with alarming regularity and I volunteer with young people at risk. At risk because of gender identity, or sexual assault, or bipolar disease, or substance abuse. The saddest thing is this is all unnecessary. You are here and that means you are loved. There are people who will talk to you at any time of the day or night.
Mac sent you this lifeline
https://www.susans.org/forums/index.php/topic,112545.0.htmlUse it sweetheart. Got names and numbers? If not get them. Send me a PM, send anyone here a PM let us know how to call and we will. You are valuable and precious. The darkness can and will lift. The exhaustion will evaporate with rest. "You are a child of the universe. No less than the trees and the stars, you have a right to exist."
Namaste,
Mama Julie