Thread by @AIPandaX

I told my therapist:

“I’m not suicidal…
but I’m tired in a way that scares me.”

She didn’t brush it off.
She didn’t say “everyone gets tired.”
She didn’t tell me to think positive.

She said softly:

“That sentence usually means someone has been surviving alone for too long.”

And suddenly it made sense.

Because it’s not that you want to end your life
it’s that you can’t keep living it this way.

It’s a deep exhaustion:
The kind that sits in your bones.
The kind that makes simple things feel impossible.
The kind that makes your chest heavy before the day even starts.

You’re not suicidal.
But you feel worn down.
Drained.
Overwhelmed by responsibilities.
Disconnected from yourself.
Numb in places that used to feel alive.

And the scariest part?
You’ve gotten good at hiding it.

People think you’re strong.
Stable.
“Doing fine.”

But inside, you’re holding everything together
with threads that are thinning every day.

My therapist said:

“When someone says they’re not suicidal,
but they feel themselves slipping,
it means their hope is tired, not gone.”

And that hit me.

You don’t want to disappear.
You want the heaviness to lift.
You want a break from carrying everything alone.
You want a life that feels less like constant pressure
and more like something you can actually breathe in.

You’re not dangerous.
You’re not dramatic.
You’re not broken.

You’re exhausted.
You’re overwhelmed.
And you deserve support before you collapse under the weight of it all.

Your feelings are real.
Your struggle is valid.
And you don’t have to wait until you’re suicidal
to deserve help, gentleness, and understanding.

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