Hey 11/5/25 update

I finally have a date for my suicide. September 2, 2027. My birthday. I know that nobody reads these blogs but I just feel like it’s kind of important to have my life somewhat documented somewhere. So that people know that I was here. That I existed. That I was a person. But give or take these blogs will be left unread and I will be forgotten someday. I may be suicidal but I don’t want to die. I just want for people to be happy. Even if they don’t know me. I don’t feel like a burden. It’s different. If I get reincarnated I hope that I’m happy there. And that everybody else is happy too. That’s all I want. Especially my mom. I mean having a kid with an eating disorder and love for everything problematic. She doesn’t know about that though. She doesn’t know about most things. I want to keep her that way. It’s all her fault but if she realizes that she’ll kill herself before I get the chance. I don’t think anybody would miss me. Not for long at least. The people on twitter might but probably not. I hope people care about me. And that they want me to be alive. I want to be remembered. But if that means making people anything other than happy. I’d rather just be dead and forgotten. -Florian