i had a strange dream.
i was walking along the railway tracks and choosing a place where i could end things quickly.
when i wanted to get onto the right track just before the train, something prevented me from doing so and kept insisting that i had to keep living, over and over again.
i ran away from that voice and tried to choose a different way to die, but...
i never managed to do it.
i woke up many times last night and cried just as much, and..
now i just want to sleep and forget about it...
i hope that one day i will be happy and will not disappoint my parents with my death\
oh.. while i was typing this, a tear rolled down my cheek. sorry, guys, for such posts.
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