I lost the control that I’d maintained for so long…trauma…attempted suicide one day and the next…”saved” by my best friend…the loss of my best friend…I am collapsing into myself as I have destroyed my life and continue to destroy this moment and the next.
I look to people to talk with but all I see are names…all I can tell them is a story of self-pity.
I wish I didn’t tell me best friend I took 60 pills…
I wish I hadn’t told her anything…
I wish I had used a blade…
I wish I had the courage I did a year ago when I brought the handful of pills to my lips…
But, now I am a coward…
I want that courage so that this time I could press a blade into one wrist then the next.
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Tell me your story, tell me your life, I care, I listen, I understand. I won’t tell you not to die, I won’t stop you, but I will try to help. You have a life worth living, thats why your alive now.