It was a Sunday night and I was in my bed and I was just trying to sleep but the voices came I was able to ignore them at first but every minute they kept getting louder and louder “Nobody loves you, you deserve to die” The voices said over and over and over again. I decided I couldn’t take it anymore and I went Upstairs Grabbed the sharpest knife in my house and shoved it 3 inches deep into my stomach.
I fell straight to the ground and tried to call out for help but I was in to much pain to scream, I could barely breath. Luckily my mom heard me fall to the ground and rushed downstairs, she rushed me to the ER and I spent 3 weeks in the hospital recovering. I felt awful, my mom had to spend thousands of dollars for something stupid I did, but I lived and I’m here to tell the story.
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Thank you. I´m glad i got to read this. Trust me. You are not alone. Life is hard. Someday you will find happiness, I’m sure. I can´t say i have ever done the same. Not nearly. I have spent years, and years trying to figure out how to live this life too. I never figured it out. But im trying too. The first step to recovery is honesty. Thank you. I don´t know you. But i´m sure you don´t deserve to die. You care a great deal about your mother. That´s a good thing. Try to see the good in the smallest of things. Thank you friend.