I saw this lady commit suicide. I was in the car with my mom. I saw a car in the ditch. I didn’t really think anything of it. A ways up I saw a lady standing by the side of the road. I told my mom to be careful because I thought she may be crossing. There was a truck in front of us. The lady jumped under the back wheels of the truck. My mom slammed on the brakes and we came to a stop only a few feet from her bloody body. She moved for a few seconds and then just stopped. She […]
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My dad hit my mom. My mom cried. My dad freaked out. My brother cried. My dad tried to get someone to call 911. No one would do it. My mom cried. Blood was everywhere. I watched. I tried to walk away but couldn’t. I watched unfazed by it. I watched expressionless. Then I started cleaning up the blood. Does this mean I don’t care? Or am I just use to it? I don’t know….
i have had three attempts.
!. od on vicodin, got sick, pain for over a week following, think i did permanent liver damage
2. od on ativan/ambien, friend called 911, transport to hospital, don’t remember much, forced to drink charcoal, hospitalized in mental ward
3. strangulation, friend found me, cut tube off my neck, damaged throat & had difficulty swallowing
if i try again i am going to drink a lot of alcohol, take a bottle of of ativan & hang myself from a bridge near my house. i have the rope and i have been practicing tying noose knots. i’m pretty good at it now.
It all started on a friday afternoon. My mom had just picked me up from school and we were on our way to pick up my older siblings from their schools. Then i had noticed my mom was acting very peculiar. So i asked if everything was ok, and she replied no with a fake smile. i knew something was wrong but i just didnt know what. Once we picked up my older siblings i got ready for a girl scout troop meeting. My mom drove me to it and as soon as she had arrived back at my fathers house she told my […]
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