It has been three month now. And The hardest thing wasnt trying to suicide myself, but The month that came after i survived it. It has been a daily fight Of will, wanting to do things, even waking up. At The beggining i didnt understand all The situation and what it meant to be still alive, but nos The only thing i have to say is that im exhausted. Bits a never ending fight and effort to be and behave like normal when you know it is not. Trying to fight this and sin this dar is more difficult han living and never trying to suicide.
Yrt i hace to admit even trying to suicide takes a lot Of courage and i have an enormous lack Of it. Km as a coward then as i am nos, and km not a fighter, never have been.
Maybe bits truth that live bits justo not forma me, just tomorrow will know!