I tightened the knot I made with my belt, then added a scarf around it for a stronger hold.
Staring at those two small items hanging in my closet, I hesitated. Slowly I stuck my head between the hold I made that was slightly bigger than my skull.
Swinging back and fourth against my new carpet; I imagined my death.
I thought of who would find my blue corpse in the morning, the terrifying screams and wails for help. I swung back and fourth with my hands grasping my belt/scarf tightly.
I was so sure of my solution for my troubles. I knew what I needed to do, but I just couldn’t do it.
After about 15 minutes of hanging there with my feet on the ground, I realized what would REALLY happen if I let go and dropped my knees. I would be giving up.
It would be a sign of weakness.
Quickly, I managed to get my head out of my hanging contraption that was so tightly tied. I managed to cause red marks against the sides of my neck, but it was better than a coffin.
Suicide is not the answer.
I’m stronger than this shit.
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good job. =) reinforce that positive mindset and continue to be strong
You are strong <3 stay that way , you have a whole life ahead of you !
To be honest, I do NOT think people who commit suicide should be discriminated against. NO ONE should. ESPECIALLY people who have problems like that that are completely out of their control. NO INE should be discriminated against for something like that. Ever. I CANNOT STAND people who judge others for things like that.