Hello 🙂 I am going to start now…
I have attempted suicide before, but all times my plans have fallen through. I have tried suffocation through bag twice, tried hanging myself once, tried swallowing a ton of pills once, and that’s it. I cut. I despise blood and looking at other peoples injuries makes me want to faint, but for some reason it’s different with my blood. I laugh when I cut and I shake so much. It calms me, makes me happy for a short while. I wish I could be left alone though, my parents are the kind of parents who despise any problems but love sharing them with anyone possible. I dunno what to do anymore and I desperately want to leave this sh*tty society. Oh well. Guess I’ll just have to torture myself and keep on the low for a while so my parents don’t take interest in me. 🙂 well this is just right now. I have a pretty fu*ked up past, but not about to go into detail, probs later. 🙂
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Feel free to go into detail or w/e if you like. Venting can help. Part of what kills me is having to hide my feelings from everyone I know irl. Reading trough other posts and the responses might help as well. There are other people who are experiencing things similar to what you’re experiencing. Who knows, you might find something that you find helpful.
Thank you soooo much, just seeing that someone has commented on my post makes me feel ten thousand times better 🙂