I don’t know how to write this, I’ve never written something like this before, so I guess il just start, I’m sorry if it sounds stupid or doesn’t make sense.
I don’t know how much longer I can feel this way, I had an amazing weekend, I was happy for the first time in years, but alas, 5 days on and I am back to where I began. I have a psychologist that I see and sometimes a psychiatrist, also two people from a subsection of the nhs who come and check on me as I am 17.
I was going to be admitted to a hospital due to suicidal thoughts, a couple of days later (there were no beds) I tried to overdose, on night nurse (flu/cold medication that makes you sleep and contains paracetamol) I took as much as I could stomach as I didn’t want to throw it up incase it stopped it working, needless to say I failed.
i told the psychologist, I don’t know if they took it seriously, but they did nothing in regards to what happen. I’m sure it’s all my fault, but everyone tells me it’s not. I’m so sick of being lied to. Its killing me, all I want even now is to die.