I must explain my suicides. I do not commite to die, I commite to decide whether this life is worth the struggle.
Sometimes the pain shadows all and my life is nothing but pain. So I put my life in fates hands. If I die then life was not worth the pain but to live gives me the strengh to fight on.
I let it take over, I let it win and I let it end it all but then to wake up afterwards means the pain had its chance but it couldn’t finish me. It could of had my life but my life was […]
I’ve been stuggling with mental health problems for a few years now. Although its only been this month that I’ve sought help.
My suicide story starts the day my depression began. I was 17 when my ‘best friend’ was beaten up by a group of asian lads. My friend went to the police but was told there was nothing they could do. A couple of weeks later my friend and I were in the same area and my friend spotted one of the lads who beat him up ( using glass bottles). I walked over to the lad and punched him. So hard he was […]