I have attempted suicide more than once, this last time I slit my wrist with a utility knife. For some reason unknown to me I’m still here. I have been locked up in mental institutions more than my fair share and the help that I needed and “need” just wasn’t there. I always feel the need to talk and to be heard but needless to say no one wants to hear me. Maybe it’s me? I’ve been bipolar and manic depressive with anxiety for over 12 years now.
