Im a bisexual girl n i have a struggle with fitting in with society cause i dress in boy clothes n stuff. Just another struggle i have to face. People look at me n judge they don’t understand. They look at my cuts n judge me. They look at my skin. Im native and i get marginalized for all these things. I get pushed aside. I battle addiction cause i feel that getting fucked up is better than dealing with this fucked up world… You know what i like this site because everyone on here is open minded i like that. Â U guys are all […]
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Teen dies by suicide in Edmonton group home
www.edmontonjournal.com
On april 15 i was on fb and my friend messaged me. “Before i take this bottle i want you to know i have always loved you. You were a good friend i hope you do well”
half skimming the message i wrote ” its been awhile we should hang out tommorrow and catch up on things and yor a good friend also” i had to log off cause the library was closing. The next day a friend called and told me that sheena had killed herself lastnight. My heart stopped and i didnt know what to say… Life blows and thats just the way it […]
in my city we have a high level bridge i planned to get drunk cause i don’t think i could jump off if i was sober. i had my friends with me and we sat underneath passing around the bottle. at the end of the night i was trying to save them from falling on their faces i had a chance to leave them there and climb up on the bridge and jump. but i couldn’t. instead i took half a bottle of clonazepams fell asleep listening to music dozed off and in my head im like, “this is it, finally”. i was feeling releived… […]
When i was 12. I tied a extension chord around my neck and when i sat down and let my self go. Everything slowly went fuzzy… My group home staff saved my life that day. And im not going to lie to you. everyday i think about doing it. I had three more suicide attempts after that failed. Lately ive been contemplating on doing it. I cant stop thinking and thinking. Im 22 years old now and its been a decade of feeling suicidal  when will it stop? Or do i have to do it to make it stop?
Im becomming more n more obsessed with death. It knocks on my minds door. Inviting itself in. Before i would ignore the knocks but know i dont care.