Uruma shun
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- Apr 13, 2024
- 537
NOTE -
I know there will be some who will be calling the entire post a lie and a shout for attention, but I don't really care. I barely even open this site let alone crave for smth.
It's upto you to believe whatever u want to believe.
This update was for those who actually reached out to me while I was offline
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I disappeared for a few months, right after being so active. Many of my friends on these forums have deleted their account noe, including kaede.
The only mfer, still alive like a cockroach. @lasackis, now spamming insta reels instead of actual posts.
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A girl approached me, for the first time in my life. I was nervous, unbothered but at the same time didn't wanna let go of the chance I had. I was feeling a bit more confident in myself and felt like am finally leaving inceldom behind.
She called me out in the empty lecture hall, while ppl were busy in a college event and asked me out, I felt a tight pain in my chest, realising I can finally live a normal life and I can be loved. We were about to kiss and suddenly a loud bang, there comes out her friends - 4 guys and 7 girls, all laughing and screaming and I realised that I was being toyed with. It was a dare for her.
Never in my life did I think that I will be the centre of the cliche, asked u out as a dare shit.
The incident broke me apart so much, I was back to being a neet, and an incel but this time even more numb and suicidal. But I kept coping cuz I had my exams approaching.
I git into an accident, I was on my bike a when a guy sped up on the turn and hit me, I fell down on a bunch of stones and broken glasses, with my right leg sandwiched between the 100kg bike and the glass pieces.
I ended up with a major Tibia (lower leg/calf bone) fracture, small fractures in my lower Femur, ankles became a mess.
Unfortunately my leg survived and I was plastered and told I will be able to walk again by December, Rehab until February.
Welp fucked and broken, I started taking anti depressants and got hooked on them again. To the point. The only reason I woke up every day was to take another pill.
My first suicide attempt of 2024, I had tried a few times in past but they all ended up as emo scars instead.
The same day my old friend committed suicide, I mentioned it in my previous post.
And i was left alone inside my room, broken leg, ran out of pills, migraine all over my cranium and loneliness.
Called my mom one last time, my sister picked up the phone and hung up on me after calling me a trash can.
i also mentioned this in one of my post in past, abt how i am an outcast in my own family.
all of this led to severe mental breakdown. I still didnt cry.
Decided to climb the 30 floored apartment and jump off the roof in midnight.
Well to my fucked luck, there were some drunkards who saw me and stopped me from doing it and then reported me to the SPSR. They basically gold services and rehabs for suicide attemptees. Missed my periodic exams and spent a whole month in the Rehab centre.
I was alr a mess nothing could go wrong, I was already planning my next attempt.
No friend, no family, no love, no motive to live, no goal in life, nothing to be wasting the air for.
Tried attempting to kill myself by overdosing on sleeping pills and painkillers. That's all I could afford. But apparently, the Rehab centre had warned my hostel abt mynsitustion and without my permission or notice, they installed cctv.
They stopped me before I could even swallow.
Again in the Rehab centre.
This time with a 50 yr old deaf crackhead. Runs around all day and keep poking his ears with a sharpened and long toothpick, said he could feel his ears that way.
Woke up my minor bleeding in my right ear, and the crackhead just sitting next to me with his toothpick, I realised that miserable mother fucker pocked my right eardrum with it.
By thr time I was taken to the hospital, my eardrum was alr 50% ruptured, all swollen and infected. The pain was nothing compared to getting your eyes poked by needles.
24/7 u hear ringing sounds in your ears, and it feels like someone is poking your brain with something, u don't feel your either cuz its swollen and numb now.
And u just wanna rip apart everything cuz of how much it hurts.
had a tympanoplasty surgery, they fix your eardrum hole by using a graft from your cartilage and grafting it. Gave anaesthesia but it didnt really feel that weird, maybe because I was already numbing myself to substances. Surgery took 1hr 45 min. Stayed in the hospital for 3 hrs, and told me I was good to go back.
My paternal uncle came to visit me and realised I was in the Rehab, even though he didn't inform in my family, I already knew no one would even budge a single hair.
Am currently at his house, he isnt married, so house is empty.
He stays out most of the time cuz of his job as a tour guide and a part time teacher.
So I don't feel uncomfortable here.
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Nowadays, I don't have any suicidal thoughts or impulses, migraine is still extremely killing me, so is my ear it still fucking hurts. Cant go out cuz of my leg.
I spend my day reading literatures, history, philosophy, Mangas, listening to a whole Lotta songs, prolly 250 songs per day.
Trying to discover my own philosophical ideologies, I never really showed any interest in them before.
And yeah.
Hope you all have a better life than mine, and I hope you have a good day.
Thank you.
I know there will be some who will be calling the entire post a lie and a shout for attention, but I don't really care. I barely even open this site let alone crave for smth.
It's upto you to believe whatever u want to believe.
This update was for those who actually reached out to me while I was offline
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I disappeared for a few months, right after being so active. Many of my friends on these forums have deleted their account noe, including kaede.
The only mfer, still alive like a cockroach. @lasackis, now spamming insta reels instead of actual posts.
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- May 20 2024.
A girl approached me, for the first time in my life. I was nervous, unbothered but at the same time didn't wanna let go of the chance I had. I was feeling a bit more confident in myself and felt like am finally leaving inceldom behind.
- May 27 2024
She called me out in the empty lecture hall, while ppl were busy in a college event and asked me out, I felt a tight pain in my chest, realising I can finally live a normal life and I can be loved. We were about to kiss and suddenly a loud bang, there comes out her friends - 4 guys and 7 girls, all laughing and screaming and I realised that I was being toyed with. It was a dare for her.
Never in my life did I think that I will be the centre of the cliche, asked u out as a dare shit.
The incident broke me apart so much, I was back to being a neet, and an incel but this time even more numb and suicidal. But I kept coping cuz I had my exams approaching.
- 4 June 2024
I git into an accident, I was on my bike a when a guy sped up on the turn and hit me, I fell down on a bunch of stones and broken glasses, with my right leg sandwiched between the 100kg bike and the glass pieces.
I ended up with a major Tibia (lower leg/calf bone) fracture, small fractures in my lower Femur, ankles became a mess.
Unfortunately my leg survived and I was plastered and told I will be able to walk again by December, Rehab until February.
Welp fucked and broken, I started taking anti depressants and got hooked on them again. To the point. The only reason I woke up every day was to take another pill.
- 4th july 2024
My first suicide attempt of 2024, I had tried a few times in past but they all ended up as emo scars instead.
The same day my old friend committed suicide, I mentioned it in my previous post.
And i was left alone inside my room, broken leg, ran out of pills, migraine all over my cranium and loneliness.
Called my mom one last time, my sister picked up the phone and hung up on me after calling me a trash can.
i also mentioned this in one of my post in past, abt how i am an outcast in my own family.
all of this led to severe mental breakdown. I still didnt cry.
Decided to climb the 30 floored apartment and jump off the roof in midnight.
Well to my fucked luck, there were some drunkards who saw me and stopped me from doing it and then reported me to the SPSR. They basically gold services and rehabs for suicide attemptees. Missed my periodic exams and spent a whole month in the Rehab centre.
I was alr a mess nothing could go wrong, I was already planning my next attempt.
No friend, no family, no love, no motive to live, no goal in life, nothing to be wasting the air for.
- 25 July 2024
Tried attempting to kill myself by overdosing on sleeping pills and painkillers. That's all I could afford. But apparently, the Rehab centre had warned my hostel abt mynsitustion and without my permission or notice, they installed cctv.
They stopped me before I could even swallow.
Again in the Rehab centre.
This time with a 50 yr old deaf crackhead. Runs around all day and keep poking his ears with a sharpened and long toothpick, said he could feel his ears that way.
- 7 August 2024
Woke up my minor bleeding in my right ear, and the crackhead just sitting next to me with his toothpick, I realised that miserable mother fucker pocked my right eardrum with it.
By thr time I was taken to the hospital, my eardrum was alr 50% ruptured, all swollen and infected. The pain was nothing compared to getting your eyes poked by needles.
24/7 u hear ringing sounds in your ears, and it feels like someone is poking your brain with something, u don't feel your either cuz its swollen and numb now.
And u just wanna rip apart everything cuz of how much it hurts.
- 10 august 2024
had a tympanoplasty surgery, they fix your eardrum hole by using a graft from your cartilage and grafting it. Gave anaesthesia but it didnt really feel that weird, maybe because I was already numbing myself to substances. Surgery took 1hr 45 min. Stayed in the hospital for 3 hrs, and told me I was good to go back.
- 13 August 2024
My paternal uncle came to visit me and realised I was in the Rehab, even though he didn't inform in my family, I already knew no one would even budge a single hair.
Am currently at his house, he isnt married, so house is empty.
He stays out most of the time cuz of his job as a tour guide and a part time teacher.
So I don't feel uncomfortable here.
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Nowadays, I don't have any suicidal thoughts or impulses, migraine is still extremely killing me, so is my ear it still fucking hurts. Cant go out cuz of my leg.
I spend my day reading literatures, history, philosophy, Mangas, listening to a whole Lotta songs, prolly 250 songs per day.
Trying to discover my own philosophical ideologies, I never really showed any interest in them before.
And yeah.
Hope you all have a better life than mine, and I hope you have a good day.
Thank you.