When I was around 12 I made my biggest attempt , life was so awful and nasty ,
had to move to Kiyv because of my father’s work , it was pretty cool but i was very far from my family who stayed in Novoboriisk , ofc i had to change school but i had 1 friend in there : Nykola .
I was in a bad mood since several days already , moving made it worse !
September 1st came really quickly , i wasn’t very happy bc Nykola wasn’t in my class ;-;
I started cutting myself two weeks after and i completly stopped eating other thing that salad .
According to my mom , it was just because i was growing up that i lost my appetite .
But over appetite , i was loosing among of weight !
then i became anorexic and was very weak ,
i was sad , people at school made fun of me , i was very lonely .
Then in May , I decide to kms , i was very sure of myself ,
i wrote letters for everyone and after i ate all the medications they were in my house , i cut myself and then i went to sleep , at least i tried.
While going upstairs i lost my stability and fell knees down .
After that : BLACKOUT
I woke up at the hospital , was linked to many tubes and had respiratory bottle , i could barely breathing , my eyes were crusty and they were sewing my scars .
I was told that I was in comatose since 3 days ! I didn’t remember what I did at the hospital where i stayed 3 months ’til recovery of my SA.