Last night I wrote the post labeled suicide note. I said in the post that I was going to go for a walk and if nobody smiled or tried to engage with me in any way that I would end my life. I attempted suicide last night and ended up in the hospital where I found out I was pregnant.
18 and pregnant, it’s scary. But now I have a reason to live. I did not harm my child last night and I plan on taking care of myself so my child can come out as happy as possible.
The world works in misterious ways
sincerely
-a scared girl.
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Congrats, I’m glad you are still alive and feeling hopeful… But unfortunately having a child doesn’t cure all the problems of life. It can create new ones or make some of them even worse.
I have an amazing 2 yr old daughter (who was a complete accident from a night of drunken sex) who I love so much, but only get to see her once a week. It’s the only time I’m happy anymore. (But then so, so sad when the brief time I have with her is up)
The rest of my life is a painful, empty, frustrating, depressing, pathetic nightmare.. So much so that, despite having my daughter, I want to die. I would give anything to have it happen naturally or organically.. But I can’t wait much longer. I know she’ll hate me and I know everyone will call me selfish, but life has pushed me past the breaking point.
I wish you good luck with your baby. Hopefully, unlike me, it does give you the strength to go on.