My Suicide Attempt

My suicide attempt happened when I was 14, I’m 19 now 🙂

I had a problem with this girl because she would make sick jokes about my brother who was critically ill during the time.

I don’t know what made me do it but I woke up that day and went through to the bathroom and grabbed my pills which I was taking for my depression. I then went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and slipped in into my pocket. I kissed my mum who was a single parents who pretty much lived in the hospital next to my brothers bed.

I went to school and when it was lunch I went to the school canteen and saw this girl that was making fun of my brother. I pulled the knife out and ran at her but luckily I missed her. Everyone in the canteen turned their heads and saw it. I Just ran out and ran up to the upper floor of the school and ran out onto the roof.

I pulled the cap off the bottle of pills and put them all in my mouth and swallowed them with saliva in my mouth.

The headteacher emerged onto the roof and she told me to put the knife down which I was holding to my wrist. I was upset, scared, angry, depressed and I just dragged that knife across my wrist.

More blood came out than I expected and I just collapsed. I remember my headteacher taking her blouse off and putting it round my wrist and screaming for an ambulance to  be called. Several others teacher arrived with a first aid kit and I remember lying there not been able to move but still been conscious.

One of the teachers then found the bottle from my anti-depressants and that made the teachers even more nervous.

I remember beginning to close my eyes and my headteacher trying to keep my conscious but eventually I went into unconsciousness and don’t remember anything after that.

An ambulance arrived and I was taken straight away off of the roof into the back of it and rushed to hospital.

I stopped breathing in the ambulance as we were approaching the hospital and the paramedics were performing CPR and I was taken in to the hospital where they continued the CPR.

I eventually began breathing and I had my stomach pumped and I remained unconscious for several hours.

I came round and my mum was next to my bed and she was not angry or anything with me but just glad I was ok.

The girl I tried to stab didn’t want to get the police involved and she came to visit me after I was out of hospital and resting at home.

We sorted things out and never spoke again about each other or to each other.