New here…first attempt was at 14 with several handfuls off aspirin.  After an afternoon of feeling like I was going to have my head split in two whenever I moved, mom arrived home  and told me that it “served me right”, even though I told her that I just didn’t feel good about anything and probably shouldn’t be alive.  Second attempt(s) weren’t much later, cutting myself with scissors.  I don’t think these were serious attempts, just an effort to make something feel better…you know, a little pain sometimes makes the good times seem better.  Descended into the trap of alcohol and sex to try to […]
