So for awhile now I’ve been trying to hold on, and I know what I need to do is call a suicide hotline, but today right after school I caught myself looking at pill bottles, freaking pill bottles to see if  a side effect was death.
I just don’t know anymore.
Their is this one girl who I like, and she likes me, and we tell everything to each other. She knows about my depression, self harm and suicide attempt and thoughts, but I don’t think I can ever tell her about today.
Feels like the only place I can freely talk about this stuff is here
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If she already knows about your past and still likes you, why don’t you tell her about today. You didn’t act on your impulse and she’ll feel good that you confided in her.
It could be an opportunity to get closer to her. Always remember, you cannot control your feelings. But you can control how you behave about those feelings.
If she already knows about your past and still likes you, why don’t you tell her about today. You didn’t act on your impulse and she’ll feel good that you confided in her.
It could be an opportunity to get closer to her. Always remember, you cannot control your feelings. But you can control how you behave about those feelings.
nothing wrong with investigating the potential side effects of pharmaceuticals. In fact, i recommend it. I insist that everyone should learn about what any consumed substance could cause.
@ BipolarAmerican
Yea I guess you’re right, i was just so freaked out when it happened I didn’t know what to do, I mean i had the impulse to grab handfuls and stuff them, but thankfully I didn’t, or unfortunately, sometimes it’s hard to decide
@ Clevername Thx for the laugh, i needed it
No sense in keeping secrets from her if she’s a genuine friend. Secrets are for the rest of the douche bags in the world.
Yea ain’t that the truth