As I've entered this more recent depressive state, one I haven't seen in quite a while.
I had a dream, where all I wanted to do was kill myself.
That caused me to take a step back, and evaluate. I've cut Social media out of my daily routine, and been outside more. It's helping.
Until friends who rarely speak to me, tell me they would miss me if I died.
They wouldn't even notice
Let's be honest. They might like the idea of having me around to talk to once a month or so. But not consistently.
And that's adult life. Honest.
You grow apart from friends, emotionally, even physically.
I do not think that anyone who sees me off Facebook, would even notice I've died for months.
Which is what happened when a mother figure in my life passed. Two weeks and I never knew.
She just went silent on social media.
Stop lying about how you'd notice instantly. With the current break I'm on. Nobody would know.
Not one person.
Not unless my husband went through my contacts and let them know.
My family would know, but most of them aren't friends with my friends.
My Husband is off Social media completely.
You wouldn't know, and you probably would be blissfully ignorant.
It's okay. I'm the same way. I suck at keeping in touch with people, so the only way I'd know is through the grapevine.
Just stop lying about it.
You wouldn't miss me anyway.
