tarococo
professional procrastinator
- Nov 27, 2023
- 86
I don't even remember how I found these messages on my mums phone, guess I was looking for something else or she made me search for a picture or smth. She was texting my grandmother, her mum. She told her that I started crying in an argument (I'm a huge crybaby and hate direct conflicts argh) and my grandmother answered "there'll probably be an ambulance arriving soon "
I remember this feeling like someone slapped me in the face.
She was referring to the night I got admitted to psych ward. I tried to ctb per partial hanging after having a bad fight with my mum. Since I couldn't figure out how to make myself pass out I ended up bruised and frustrated and just miserable. I cried that whole night and literally felt like a dumb kid. I just wanted to talk to someone, I don't even know why, but I ended up calling a suicide hotline. The second someone answered I got scared and ended the call immediately. Duh, obviously they still found out my location and sent an ambulance and the police.
I wouldn't have called if I knew that they'd send someone over. This kind of attention was the worst thing I ever experienced, I felt so embarrassed I literally remember wishing that I'd just drop dead.
When I was in psych ward my mum kept saying sorry, she sent me texts telling me how much she loves me and I actually started to believe her, I really thought she wanted to fix things. This actually gave me strength to give therapy a proper try, to try and finally get better.
Finding out that they were making fun of me and my mental health afterwards (and probably during my stay there) made something click inside me. I'd never ever even try to tell anyone about my struggles again. I'm so fucking done. I don't even care if they actually regret what they said when I ctb, I don't care bc they didn't care about me.
This was around three years ago and it still hurts so badly, this chat will forever be burnt in my fcking memory lmao
I remember this feeling like someone slapped me in the face.
She was referring to the night I got admitted to psych ward. I tried to ctb per partial hanging after having a bad fight with my mum. Since I couldn't figure out how to make myself pass out I ended up bruised and frustrated and just miserable. I cried that whole night and literally felt like a dumb kid. I just wanted to talk to someone, I don't even know why, but I ended up calling a suicide hotline. The second someone answered I got scared and ended the call immediately. Duh, obviously they still found out my location and sent an ambulance and the police.
I wouldn't have called if I knew that they'd send someone over. This kind of attention was the worst thing I ever experienced, I felt so embarrassed I literally remember wishing that I'd just drop dead.
When I was in psych ward my mum kept saying sorry, she sent me texts telling me how much she loves me and I actually started to believe her, I really thought she wanted to fix things. This actually gave me strength to give therapy a proper try, to try and finally get better.
Finding out that they were making fun of me and my mental health afterwards (and probably during my stay there) made something click inside me. I'd never ever even try to tell anyone about my struggles again. I'm so fucking done. I don't even care if they actually regret what they said when I ctb, I don't care bc they didn't care about me.
This was around three years ago and it still hurts so badly, this chat will forever be burnt in my fcking memory lmao