My lifee has been full of everything i used alcohol n drugs sincee i was 13 i havent stopped n dnt think i will, i had a friend who got me involved init she was my bestfriend she told me everything i tried to help her but it wasent helping, she was in a mental unit for 6 months just a week after her 16th birthday. i visited her weekly n each week she told me the same thing “it ends tonight” she trusted me so much she wanted me to have a suicide pact with her i said no n said your not going to die and neither am I.
I offered her everything i ever could but two weeks after she was discharged she text me im sorry n i love you x when i got to her house she’d slit her wrist and died and now i feel guilty and suicidal for not being there for her.
Sometimes i wish someone could save me but im not going to give up just yet im wishing for something that doesnt seem to be coming, im holding strong. my pyciatrist tells me that somethings holding me back thats why im still here
to this date i have 2 failed attempts on my life,,
The next i will slit my wrist with no looking back.