3 overdoses 2 meant hospital treatment. My left arm, chest and stomach are criss crossed with scars from cutting my self. Every day is a challenge. sorry about the spelling. I came on here to find people who would understand me. But now I ask the question does anyone truly understand me? No or I would not be like this. In feelfor every one of my brothers and sisters going through this and YES you are my brothers and sisters because nobody feels our pain like I do except us.
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Maybe no one really does understand you. Or, maybe someone completely understands you, but you have yet to find them.
If you think about it, the latter is much more likely. I may not know you, thus not completely understand you, but if you’ll let me I can try.
kougazluvr@gmail.com.
*shrugs helplessly, hopelessly, uselessly*
Well,
I found that understaning or comprehending is only a part. Would something really change if someone understands you? Sometimes I think more important is what you do or do not do, to just feel fine (I know, I know), to know yourself well – what makes you angry, sad, what part of you want what, etc.
i watched my brother go through the same thing 2 overdoses ended him in hospital, 1 atempt at wrist slitting just left him scared. i sat with him through all of it, i knew what the rest didn’t. he Was my strenghth, my angel. he died last year. i know your pain i’ve seen it from the otherside
I can completely understand what it feels like to carry around the idea of suicide, attempts, and hospitalization. I may not be able to relate to your specific trials and burdens, but I do understand the feeling. I hope that you have chosen to stay alive, not for anyone else, but for you; to see what gifts await you in the years to come. I feel sort of hypocritical saying all of this, because I am not able to do the same for myself.